Gotham City
I got trill niggers that pop it with x2
Sell hella molly serve lots of bricks
keep bottles round and smoke lots of
piffy x2
and when it's night time you
you know it's Gotham city see
I'm a dark night my g's robbing with me
hand your prescription in I got doctors with me
and after Whitney died I kept Bobby with me x2
now your bitches won't stop dropping on me 1 I got the metropolitan and the judges on me
couple old homies got grudges on me
can't take no whack head I need proper sloppy
I heard your main yat she give proper ucky
a few bummy niggers try scrubbing on me
no new friends I got lot of homies
live like that prada life like uncle Tony
I think that's the nine ounce I probably own it
they call me young tef they don't play with me
cos I'm like a old head I let the game quit me
I keep mental k and I got blade with me
and everywhere I go I got my blade with me I let carns hill make beats for me
I got your wifey catting beats from me
before I slip it in she get real naughty
but I don't need her tho you can keep shorty
I got young boys to load sweets for me
and these aj's where like 340
I got the west coast and the east on me
a couple north brothers that will squeeze for me
I got young g's who got young g's so don't flex on them and die young g
and I've been out here since young g
now I need grown paper no young g's
Sell hella molly serve lots of bricks
keep bottles round and smoke lots of
piffy x2
and when it's night time you
you know it's Gotham city see
I'm a dark night my g's robbing with me
hand your prescription in I got doctors with me
and after Whitney died I kept Bobby with me x2
now your bitches won't stop dropping on me 1 I got the metropolitan and the judges on me
couple old homies got grudges on me
can't take no whack head I need proper sloppy
I heard your main yat she give proper ucky
a few bummy niggers try scrubbing on me
no new friends I got lot of homies
live like that prada life like uncle Tony
I think that's the nine ounce I probably own it
they call me young tef they don't play with me
cos I'm like a old head I let the game quit me
I keep mental k and I got blade with me
and everywhere I go I got my blade with me I let carns hill make beats for me
I got your wifey catting beats from me
before I slip it in she get real naughty
but I don't need her tho you can keep shorty
I got young boys to load sweets for me
and these aj's where like 340
I got the west coast and the east on me
a couple north brothers that will squeeze for me
I got young g's who got young g's so don't flex on them and die young g
and I've been out here since young g
now I need grown paper no young g's
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Writer(s): Olujimi Oladipupo Alao Aseru, Gerrard Kwabena Amfo-twenefo
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