fuk the city - sinn6r lyrics
[intro: cppo, sinn6r]
#d*d*d*dbee
brr, bow, bow, bow
i don’t care about the city i come from
f*ck what i said i ain’t saving (s*shu*shu*shut up the dance)
she there when the money gets long, but ain’t ever there when it’s dark and draining (wun*wun*wun)
i’m tired of all this trailing
i walked out with a chain on my neck, but the white boys won’t ever say that i’m sla—
dj cppo f*ck n*gga
[chorus]
i don’t care about the city i come from
f*ck what i said i ain’t saving (s*shu*shu*shut up the dance)
she there when the money gets long, but ain’t ever there when it’s dark and draining (wun*wun*wun)
i’m tired of all this trailing
i walkеd out with a chain on my neck, but the white boys won’t еver say that i’m slaving
i can tell you ’bout the sh*t that i’m paining
still step with the heat out when it’s raining
f*cked up so pills, pop when i’m raving
that your girl, way to ratchet
going for sure i can see it like raven
be aware where i’m aiming, cah’ i won’t even go for you
might hit your b*tch, had your girlfriend shaving
like, nah i ain’t naming shaming
[verse]
they can’t see me, john cena
huh, cool, i’m f*ckin’ badina
she ain’t ever legally blind round me, she come through to the rave way to eager
without you, get hot like a fever, she ain’t ever coming back, like shamima
she fine sh*t, and like my demeanor
come a long way from my four so i’m peter
come a long way from my four so i’m peter
she a marga one with a slim lil’ waist, but don’t be deceived she a eater
my one free, your hittin’ up viva, local bad one wanna hit nina
she want recall and i just seen her
black ting see me with the cash call me “bad boy”, white one callin’ me a “real top geezer”
yeah i bossed up and a bad b*tch clocked
she like it rough, get slapped chris rock
jordan 3’s or jordan 4’s, demonia, or i got the new rock drop
told her i ain’t gonna change for sh*t, i pop pills, stuffing my face like pimples
walk in the cut with the cash in my hand, the head popped up like meerkat, simples
i don’t care if your bi, we can mingle
but i like my money straight, i don’t like it wrinkled
don’t trust bro cah’ he step with the big tool
don’t pop pills for the feels like me, but even off ‘loons he can still get critical
i can’t rap like that it’s criminal
lemme keep that sh*t to a minimal, huh, huh, huh
[chorus]
i don’t care about the city i come from
f*ck what i said i ain’t saving
she there when the money gets long, but ain’t ever there when it’s dark and draining
i’m tired of all this trailing
i walked out with a chain on my neck, but the white boys won’t ever say that i’m slaving
i can tell you ’bout the sh*t that i’m paining
still step with the heat out when it’s raining
f*cked up so pills, pop when i’m raving
that your girl, way to ratchet
going for sure i can see it like raven
be aware where i’m aiming, cah’ i won’t even go for you
might hit your b*tch had your girlfriend shaving
like, nah i ain’t naming shaming
[outro]
bombaclart
turn up the bass
bru*bru*bru
drop it again
hear me a say, hear me a say
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