My City lyrics

[Intro: Legendary Rella]
Queen of my City
Who really run this sh*t
Better run don't trip
Glah glah glah boom
Rella

[Verse 1: Legendary Rella]
Put a opp in a splif
Talk to me nasty, get beat with a stick
Caught that b*tch lacking she running like rick
She say she don't like me but stay on my di*k
I'm in love with the drama
Beating on b*tches and beating pinatas
Smoking, on who is you running your [?]
Shoot, at your feet, have you dancing, bachata
(Queen of the city b*tch)
Catch him, lacking no cha
Big Doa never [?]
Anyone shot if they talk on the flock’s
Carry the stick bicthes get moped
Better Duck better move
Step back when I step in the room
b*tch throwing shots, then my bullets, go zoom
Ask about me, yeah, I'm really in tune like f*ck you gon' do like
I'm wit' all the violence promote that
Pass me that sh*t imma tote that
Get on the beat and I ride like I own that
Hop on this and I ride like I stole that
I really be buggin tweaking
[?] know that I'm squeezing
Give you the smoke and no b*tch you ain't breathing
If I'm not the type then you b*tches ain't eating
Like what? Like how?
b*tches ain't nothing but loud
n*ggas get hyped when I step in the crowd
Opp b*tches gonna throw on a towel
Better run don't trip
She fell to the ground
Like huh? Like what I don't hear no sound
Queen of my city I'm holding the crown
Ain't none of you b*tches doing sh*t right now
[Verse 2: Sheemy]
Look
We got the City won't say it again
If Buba got rella then I got her friend
Like Hold on who that in that Benz
Like hold up we spot him, we spinning again