Like My City
Diamond
Don
Dada
Get my ass done and throw it in ya face if ya mad
(Throw it back)
Leave ah nigga in the hood doing bad
(Boy bye)
Bitch um feeling lovely like Flakeisha
And I'm riding fa' my people like my name was Umeka
Go missing and come back like I'm Curley Pat
Back on the scene waist snatched ass fat
Boss up on ya ass call me Carl Glass
They hate to see me winning I got em' mad mad
Ion want no purse bitch
I want a tummy tuck
And you can keep ya wedding ring
I'm just tryna' fuck
You must think I'm stupid or foolish see I'm offended
And ion do apologies nigga I want a Bentley (holl'up wait)
They thought I was done because I took a break
I was still stacking bread you can call me Jake
Five deals one song cuz I do it better
I could've blew up in yo face
Like um blood pressure
No offense tho Sam Earl man I wish you well
I fina drop nonstop and give these rappers hell
And fuck ah deal I ain't signing that shit
You want seventy percent
Man go suck on a dick
You ain't fina run my life and I ain't changing my name
I'll stay local fo' I sell my soul to the game
The contract said I can't rap with my brotha
Don't play with no Dondada
Bitch go play with ya motha
Get my ass done and throw it like
Diamond Dondada (got damn)
Leave a nigga in the hood with his mama
(Boy bye)
What bitch pop who U a lie
If it's up then it's stuck
We can meet on Bandoe Drive
Killin' rappers like my name TopShotta Dada
They stop when I stop like I'm the one they follow
They say I do too much, as if I didn't know it
Bitch um unapologetic like um Mrs. Kofi
(Ughh)
I be walking nasty like the Mackey twins
Bowleg, stank walk, hit the Mackey twins
And I be steppin' by myself like fuck a friend
Ion really like hoes even if we kin
Look back at it, I got that ass clappin'
And um petty like I live on messy second
If they mad make em' madder ion give a fuck
And if you really bout that life hoe pull up
I know ima threat, I'm gone get my respect
I got my foot up on ya neck you betta call Wydette
Lil titties, big booty like Khadijah Haynes
It ain't no smoke in the air if you don't say my name
I like to be naked, cuz ion got no belly
Baby horse too fine like Shaquita Kelly
You be throwing shots if you a fan then just say that
You want my autograph?
I'll pull up where you stay at
Big juicy lips, like um Nug Taylor
I give props when they do cuz I ain't a hater
(Huh)
I'm pressure and they know it but they won't admit it
But ima still put on fa' my fucking city
Get my ass done and throw it
Ah ass done and throw it
Ah ass done and throw it
Like Diamond Dondada
Get my ass done and throw it
Ah ass done and throw it
Get my ah ass done and throw it
Like Diamond Dondada
Leave a nigga in the hood with his mama (boy bye)
What bitch pop who U a lie
If it's up then it's stuck
We can meet on Bandoe Drive
Killin' rappers like my name TopShotta Dada
(Fa fa)
They stop when I stop
Like um the one they follow (hahaha)
They say I do too much (what)
As if I didn't know it (duh)
Bitch um unapologetic like um Mrs. Kofi
(Ughh)
Don
Dada
Get my ass done and throw it in ya face if ya mad
(Throw it back)
Leave ah nigga in the hood doing bad
(Boy bye)
Bitch um feeling lovely like Flakeisha
And I'm riding fa' my people like my name was Umeka
Go missing and come back like I'm Curley Pat
Back on the scene waist snatched ass fat
Boss up on ya ass call me Carl Glass
They hate to see me winning I got em' mad mad
Ion want no purse bitch
I want a tummy tuck
And you can keep ya wedding ring
I'm just tryna' fuck
You must think I'm stupid or foolish see I'm offended
And ion do apologies nigga I want a Bentley (holl'up wait)
They thought I was done because I took a break
I was still stacking bread you can call me Jake
Five deals one song cuz I do it better
I could've blew up in yo face
Like um blood pressure
No offense tho Sam Earl man I wish you well
I fina drop nonstop and give these rappers hell
And fuck ah deal I ain't signing that shit
You want seventy percent
Man go suck on a dick
You ain't fina run my life and I ain't changing my name
I'll stay local fo' I sell my soul to the game
The contract said I can't rap with my brotha
Don't play with no Dondada
Bitch go play with ya motha
Get my ass done and throw it like
Diamond Dondada (got damn)
Leave a nigga in the hood with his mama
(Boy bye)
What bitch pop who U a lie
If it's up then it's stuck
We can meet on Bandoe Drive
Killin' rappers like my name TopShotta Dada
They stop when I stop like I'm the one they follow
They say I do too much, as if I didn't know it
Bitch um unapologetic like um Mrs. Kofi
(Ughh)
I be walking nasty like the Mackey twins
Bowleg, stank walk, hit the Mackey twins
And I be steppin' by myself like fuck a friend
Ion really like hoes even if we kin
Look back at it, I got that ass clappin'
And um petty like I live on messy second
If they mad make em' madder ion give a fuck
And if you really bout that life hoe pull up
I know ima threat, I'm gone get my respect
I got my foot up on ya neck you betta call Wydette
Lil titties, big booty like Khadijah Haynes
It ain't no smoke in the air if you don't say my name
I like to be naked, cuz ion got no belly
Baby horse too fine like Shaquita Kelly
You be throwing shots if you a fan then just say that
You want my autograph?
I'll pull up where you stay at
Big juicy lips, like um Nug Taylor
I give props when they do cuz I ain't a hater
(Huh)
I'm pressure and they know it but they won't admit it
But ima still put on fa' my fucking city
Get my ass done and throw it
Ah ass done and throw it
Ah ass done and throw it
Like Diamond Dondada
Get my ass done and throw it
Ah ass done and throw it
Get my ah ass done and throw it
Like Diamond Dondada
Leave a nigga in the hood with his mama (boy bye)
What bitch pop who U a lie
If it's up then it's stuck
We can meet on Bandoe Drive
Killin' rappers like my name TopShotta Dada
(Fa fa)
They stop when I stop
Like um the one they follow (hahaha)
They say I do too much (what)
As if I didn't know it (duh)
Bitch um unapologetic like um Mrs. Kofi
(Ughh)
Credits
Writer(s): Krishanda Wilson
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