LP Rambo - Tha City lyrics

Everyone toating they 50s
That's how it go in the city
Man this situation sticky
That's just how it go in the city
We 20 deep, that's how you roll in the city
It's cold in the city
They killing you 'cause who you
Know in the city
If you ain't with it don't go in the city
In the city I got me a warrant
In the city we slide no warning
In the city these guns is rappers
On bro they the ones be touring
Nigga this belt on me foreign
This Kel Tec Fivio Foriegn, ''Bow!''
Nigga and that's just a warning
Wow, so many hollow tips soaring

I'm in the city it's dangerous
If you thinking bout sliding on
Us you off angel dust
Red on them brushes and paint 'em up
These niggas rolling with blickies
Take picturеs and shit
Like they hitting a stain or sum'
We don't lеt no oppas rest in no peace
'Fore we do that we play
With they name or sum'
Say we smoking him we do not play with them
None of my opps got a bank card
Some boys on my block doing bank fraud
If he say ''Onnat car''
Then we stain car
Hit his funeral shooting up StJohn's
Hit the other one too, boy we ain't done
Sometimes this shit ain't fun
Dead or in jail what we wait on
Dead or in jail what we wait on
Fuck what you saying my wallet got weight
Fuck what you saying my mama just ate
I just gave mama a hundred
Ain't care what she
Wanted I care bout the smile on her face
Pick up the shells I ain't leaving no trace
Ayee aye i told her wait
Purple nugs they looking like grapes
I'm in the area, and I got bank

Everyone toating they 50s
That's how it go in the city
Man this situation sticky
That's just how it go in the city
We 20 deep, that's how you roll in the city
It's cold in the city
They killing you 'cause who you
Know in the city
If you ain't with it don't go in the city
In the city I got me a warrant
In the city we slide no warning
In the city these guns is rappers
On bro they the ones be touring
Nigga this belt on me foreign
This Kel Tec Fivio Foriegn, ''Bow!''
Nigga and that's just a warning
Wow, so many hollow tips soaring

Talk on the beat and I bet it's a classic
I want a watch and i'm watching his patek
I got the F&N tucked deep in this fashion
You never would know that I had it
He better not reach for his jacket
I up the auto it's all that I know automatic
Rolling gelato in traffic
They saying they pulling up but
Them niggas be capping
Try to run and then i'm running after him
Already said he won't see the next season
He ain't gone outrun no shots
Save that for the cops
Don't run for no reason
Trigger went ''Click!'' Then he drop
I told him to stop my shorty a demon
'Fore he even get off the lot
We pull up beside him
That nigga ain't leaving
Foolie could never be broke that
Ain't even a joke
'cuz my pockets be cheesing
These niggas pockets lactose and that shit is
A joke how could niggas be cheeseless?
Say you gone ride
Then nigga you dying for me
Boy that's the whole meaning
My niggas on go if I tell 'em so he
Better cool it a lil' 'fore we green him

Everyone toating they 50s
That's how it go in the city
Man this situation sticky
That's just how it go in the city
We 20 deep, that's how you roll in the city
It's cold in the city
They killing you 'cause who you
Know in the city
If you ain't with it don't go in the city
In the city I got me a warrant
In the city we slide no warning
In the city these guns is rappers
On bro they the ones be touring
Nigga this belt on me foreign
This Kel Tec Fivio Foriegn, ''Bow!''
Nigga and that's just a warning
Wow, so many hollow tips soaring