作词 : Jatavia Johnson/Caresha Brownlee/Shawn Pierre/Marvin Beauville/Tyrone Nelms/Kinta Cox 作曲 : Jatavia Johnson/Caresha Brownlee/Shawn Pierre/Marvin Beauville/Tyrone Nelms/Kinta Cox Y'all hoes done ****ed up *****, don't make me come out, wig in a rubber band (Band) Wait Slap a ***** down with the **** shit I'm talkin' to you ho Y'all hoes better turn up Enough is enough, ***** City Girls with the **** shit Nah, don't blame it on you drunk ***** (Nah) See we can wylin', hoe The whole clique gon' follow hoe (*****) Be at your door like dominoes And your main ***** love me (Haha) Bruh been tryna **** me For the bread, walk him like a puppy (Walk him) It ain't no love for you both side playin' hoes Play with your kids or the radio, ***** Another comma, millionaire status A cool one, twenty on the Patek **** *****, magic I live a poor ***** dreams (Yeah) Coco Chanel me, please Y'all hoes too dangerous (Dangerous) In my comments, talkin' crazy (Crazy) But I can't make no ***** famous (Nah) City Girls ain't changing But shit, how could you blame me? (Blame me) Bein' me made me famous ******* sittin', no sports bra (Yeah) **** a ***** in a sports car (Skrrt) Spike his drink at a sports bar Y'all hoes make me sick Always cuffin' tricks Calling phones, talkin' slick Lil' *****, who taught you? Mama should abort you If you in my view, I would've pulled up and fought you But I'm way up, you ******* too low New ass, new teeth, *****, check out the glow (Period) *****, don't make put my wig in a rubber band (Band) Slap a ***** down with the **** shit (**** shit) Y'all hoes better turn up Didn't think ******* like us could do better From Dade County, straight to Coachella My heart cold, better bring two sweaters And your best *****, we'll take whoever Gutter *****, grace the cover of the billboards Locked up, nominated, BET awards City Girls, talk that shit they scream Real ass *****, I ain't flex for streams I'm fresh out, *****s comin' in varieties I'm fightin' loss, fightin' demons and anxiety I really used to sleep on palettes Now I'm sittin' in the condo like it's a palace Main ***** locked up, had to hold it down (Down) With a baby in my stomach at the Rolling Loud (Facts) Uh, kept you ******* out my game room (Period) 'Cause y'all the same fake hoes from the shade room (Shade room) I came from runnin' outta stores to awards shows (Blessed) Momma we made it, can't wait 'til you come home Shoutout my gangs, I was seven months (Damn) Me and baby son was too blessed up (Blessed up) Now everybody want a verse from us All the trappers wanna go and cop a purse for us Bought a bag to the hood when I touchdown (Touchdown) Did this shit for Dade County', yeah we up now Miami, don't make me put this wig in a rubber band again (Put this wig in a rubber band again) Still the same, ain't changed, Just changed where I live (Ain't changed, Just changed where I live)
[00:00.000] 作词 : Jatavia Johnson/Caresha Brownlee/Shawn Pierre/Marvin Beauville/Tyrone Nelms/Kinta Cox [00:00.000] 作曲 : Jatavia Johnson/Caresha Brownlee/Shawn Pierre/Marvin Beauville/Tyrone Nelms/Kinta Cox [00:00.00]Y'all hoes done ****ed up [00:01.53]*****, don't make me come out, wig in a rubber band (Band) [00:04.27]Wait [00:04.93]Slap a ***** down with the **** shit [00:07.32]I'm talkin' to you ho [00:08.34]Y'all hoes better turn up [00:09.91]Enough is enough, ***** [00:10.81]City Girls with the **** shit [00:12.43]Nah, don't blame it on you drunk ***** (Nah) [00:14.78]See we can wylin', hoe [00:15.83]The whole clique gon' follow hoe (*****) [00:17.82]Be at your door like dominoes [00:19.38]And your main ***** love me (Haha) [00:21.54]Bruh been tryna **** me [00:23.08]For the bread, walk him like a puppy (Walk him) [00:25.26]It ain't no love for you both side playin' hoes [00:27.62]Play with your kids or the radio, ***** [00:29.77]Another comma, millionaire status [00:32.46]A cool one, twenty on the Patek [00:34.08]**** *****, magic [00:35.51]I live a poor ***** dreams (Yeah) [00:37.87]Coco Chanel me, please [00:38.99]Y'all hoes too dangerous (Dangerous) [00:40.98]In my comments, talkin' crazy (Crazy) [00:42.58]But I can't make no ***** famous (Nah) [00:44.35]City Girls ain't changing [00:45.44]But shit, how could you blame me? (Blame me) [00:47.61]Bein' me made me famous [00:49.32]******* sittin', no sports bra (Yeah) [00:50.97]**** a ***** in a sports car (Skrrt) [00:52.63]Spike his drink at a sports bar [00:54.27]Y'all hoes make me sick [00:55.48]Always cuffin' tricks [00:57.38]Calling phones, talkin' slick [00:59.19]Lil' *****, who taught you? [01:00.71]Mama should abort you [01:01.76]If you in my view, I would've pulled up and fought you [01:04.27]But I'm way up, you ******* too low [01:06.59]New ass, new teeth, *****, check out the glow (Period) [01:09.22]*****, don't make put my wig in a rubber band (Band) [01:13.94]Slap a ***** down with the **** shit (**** shit) [01:17.99]Y'all hoes better turn up [01:28.69]Didn't think ******* like us could do better [01:30.74]From Dade County, straight to Coachella [01:32.81]My heart cold, better bring two sweaters [01:34.73]And your best *****, we'll take whoever [01:36.65]Gutter *****, grace the cover of the billboards [01:39.22]Locked up, nominated, BET awards [01:41.21]City Girls, talk that shit they scream [01:43.08]Real ass *****, I ain't flex for streams [01:45.21]I'm fresh out, *****s comin' in varieties [01:47.45]I'm fightin' loss, fightin' demons and anxiety [01:49.61]I really used to sleep on palettes [01:51.61]Now I'm sittin' in the condo like it's a palace [01:53.66]Main ***** locked up, had to hold it down (Down) [01:55.68]With a baby in my stomach at the Rolling Loud (Facts) [01:57.61]Uh, kept you ******* out my game room (Period) [01:59.74]'Cause y'all the same fake hoes from the shade room (Shade room) [02:01.72]I came from runnin' outta stores to awards shows (Blessed) [02:03.90]Momma we made it, can't wait 'til you come home [02:06.22]Shoutout my gangs, I was seven months (Damn) [02:08.29]Me and baby son was too blessed up (Blessed up) [02:10.50]Now everybody want a verse from us [02:11.99]All the trappers wanna go and cop a purse for us [02:13.89]Bought a bag to the hood when I touchdown (Touchdown) [02:16.03]Did this shit for Dade County', yeah we up now [02:18.24]Miami, don't make me put this wig in a rubber band again [02:20.51](Put this wig in a rubber band again) [02:22.72]Still the same, ain't changed, [02:23.80]Just changed where I live (Ain't changed, Just changed where I live) [02:27.61]
