​f*ck the city up lyrics

[Verse]
Spend a couple racks up on my jeans, though
She say I'm a as*h*le, I guess I look clean, though
Lonely at the top, I'll leave a mess they'll have to clean up
And my n*gga Jaden gotta re up
And these n*ggas hating for no reason
Me and Glost was up in the casino
If n*ggas push, then I might let that thing blow
I got n*ggas in the party that can get you some
And I got n*ggas in the party that can get you gone
Thought I was f*cked up a couple times, man, she did me wrong
They tryna f*ck with me 'cause I'ma f*ck the city up
Tragic with this b*tch, she told me hit her up
Hit her up next day, she say she pulling up
I'm in first place, boy, you a runner up
I'ma stack my chips, and I'ma run it up
Like I'm Sosa Baby, car go skrrt-skrrt
Up it on a n*gga, I'm like duh-duh-duh
Boy, your mans wilding, do you know, like, what I do to him?
Know my shooter sad, like, what I do to him?
I know I ain't do none, what could I do for him?
Me and them n*ggas hit the stu', I don't look at 'em
If the opps comin' through, then I'm cooking 'em
Yeah, these n*ggas moving hot, that's why they booking 'em
These n*ggas moving like some fools, n*gga, look at 'em
These n*ggas moving like some fools, n*gga, look at 'em
[Outro]
Spend-, spend a couple racks up on my jeans, though
Spend a-, spend a couple racks up on my jeans, though
Spend a-, spend a couple racks up on-
Spend a couple-, spend a couple racks up on my jeans, though
Spend a couple racks up on my jeans, though
Spend a couple racks up on my jeans, though
Spend a couple racks up on my jeans, though