Welcome to My City lyrics

[Intro]
Uh
Yeah, b*tch (Cee)
Welcome to my city
This how we do it (b*tch)
This how I'm living my life everyday
5-0-f*ckin'-4
And I'm out the St. Bernard (Uh)
This how we do it, though (Look), yeah
b*tch

[Chorus]
Welcome to the city where the b*tches gettin' litty
Sellin' ass for some cash, tryna buy a pair of titties
Yeah, welcome to the city where the n*ggas really trap
And they ridin' through the hood with a chopper in they lap
Yeah, welcome to the city where they shake, yеah
And don't be stuntin' with your money, they'll takе that
I said welcome to the city where the n*ggas slingin' iron
People die, but we celebrate it with a Second Line

[Verse 1]
Yeah, welcome to the city, lil' b*tch
Where we ain't cuffin' n*ggas, we just want 'em for the di*k
We be settin' n*ggas up, I'm tryna hit a f*ckin' lick
I need a Rollie or a AP on my motherf*ckin' wrist, lil' b*tch
Stop playin' with the queen of the city
'Cause I be getting money, I'm talkin' hundreds and fifties
Get rich or die tryin', got me feelin' like I'm 50
Ass fat, I'm 'bout to tell my n*gga buy me some more titties, lil' b*tch
I'm the G.O.A.T., I ain't never gave a f*ck about a ho
I'm a pro, I be gettin' money everywhere I go
What it do? I'ma be a millionaire by twenty-two
I'm gettin' jiggy, you ain't f*ckin' with me
Welcome to the city, b*tch
[Chorus]
Welcome to the city where the b*tches gettin' litty
Sellin' ass for some cash, tryna buy a pair of titties
Yeah, welcome to the city where the n*ggas really trap
And they ridin' through the hood with a chopper in they lap
Yeah, welcome to the city where they shake, yeah
And don't be stuntin' with your money, they'll take that
I said welcome to the city where the n*ggas slingin' iron
People die, but we celebrate it with a Second Line

[Verse 2]
I'm at the Second Line chillin', got these b*tches in they feelings
I ain't trippin', if she run up on me, she gon' get the business
No cap, 'cause I am not no motherf*ckin' rapper b*tch
I'm out the Ben', I'll motherf*ckin' slap a b*tch
And any n*gga that I want, I'ma get
I'm gettin' paid, I ain't never had to hate on no b*tch
And I'ma see him when I want, ain't gotta wait for the di*k
This pus*y good, got him moanin', makin' faces and sh*t
I thought I told you petty b*tches not to speak on Cee
I thought I told you stupid b*tches you could never be me
I thought I told you stupid b*tches in New Orleans, I'm the landlord
I'm 'bout to blow up, you gon' see me on the Billboards

[Chorus]
Welcome to the city where the b*tches gettin' litty
Sellin' ass for some cash, tryna buy a pair of titties
Yeah, welcome to the city where the n*ggas really trap
And they ridin' through the hood with a chopper in they lap
Yeah, welcome to the city where they shake, yeah
And don't be stuntin' with your money, they'll take that
I said welcome to the city where the n*ggas slingin' iron
People die, but we celebrate it with a Second Line