My City lyrics

[Verse 1: BandGang Lonnie Bands]
I don't sign statements, I sign titties
f*ck a cosign, this my city
Make her give me head with the skimask on
Then I told that b*tch put them kneepads on
Snatch my chain, boy you must be a suicide bomber
And these n*ggas that I roll with some Rolex robbers
I waited my turn and it's perfect timing
And I keep two clips on me when I'm grinding
Sellin' blue jeans like I'm Bugle
I'm talkin' about them lil' blue pills, eaching muscles
I earned my respect, die of your rep
n*gga disrespect that, the chain off your neck
[?] my city, you gotta check it
Show up at your show, take your ice and the backend
Don't call me for a show if you ain't got the 'posit
I'm still trafficking with a b*tch driving

[Verse 2: ShredGang Boogz]
Throw some ice in the pot and watch it lock up
Auntie mad, I keep f*cking all her pots up
n*ggas speaking down on us 'til we pop up
With them .308 spin out that carbon, put them Glocks up
A 100 100's on me, I still reach for that gold Rollie
Wouldn't advise you to shake my hand if you don't f*cking know me
Shoot my own gun I don't need a n*gga to do it for me
But it feel good to know I got n*ggas that'll do it for me
Spread a bag through the hood, b*tch I feel like Santa
Countin' up while your b*tch watching Love Hip Hop Atlanta
AR by the dorm, I'm going like Tony Montana
Run up in my sh*t and get popped like a f*ckin' Fanta
They'll kill you once they consider you a f*cking threat
So I keep a small circle, you outta shape you getting left
FED's locking all my n*ggas up, this sh*t got me stressed
I just pray to God, dawg that I ain't next