City to City (feat. Jo Rich)

Uhh uh, Uhh uh,Uhh uh, yeah City to city you know how we ball Stackin it up, so no we cant fall No she not plastic, still look like a doll Put pep in my step, they doin me salt City to city yeah we getting litty She gimme that blow, it's getting real windy I stand on ten toes yeah you can't get with me Got Ice on my neck it's getting real chilly Need me some ice just to flood out my wrist Wiping my nose but no I don't sniff Brodie got popped and he geek off a sip The laser is red so you better not trip (trip) She all on my body she lovin the drip I can't believe that I'm livin like this (livin like this) Countin these hunnids and yeah they all crisp (yeah they all crisp) I'm making her cream she get in the whip It's Jo and young Griddy this shit'll get icky Got a bad shawty she poppin a titty She gimme the neck, she gimme the hickey With all of my niggas just know that we litty We spendin them bands going city to city You talkin bout ten but we up it to fifty (up it to fifty) Jae Griddy and Jo yeah we put on a show Put Money in the duff now we on the road Put the dick in her spine she touching her toes To the moon yeah you know how it go Stingin that shit like a bee with a bumble Can't see through the shades, I nut on her frontal (nut on her frontal) Hop in the coupe and take off like a rocket My money make money you know how I stock it Lotta blue hunnids that sit in my pocket I see it, I want it, I grab it, I cop it City to city you know how we ball Stackin it up, so no we cant fall No she not plastic, still look like a doll Put pep in my step, they doin me salt City to city yeah we getting litty She gimme that blow, it's getting real windy I stand on ten toes yeah you can't get with me Got Ice on my neck it's getting real chilly Call up my son griddy you know he don't play Count up the blue hunnids that's into the safe I'm tryna get married to money today So give me the code and get outta my face My bitch looking bad, always looking great Realest on my side she never was fake So when I see her she go on my plate Open up her legs she tasting so great But back to the money and business at hand From city to city we tryna expand Going to Miami might catch me a tan Bitches on the beach and my feet in the sand Cartier glasses on she singing my song, taking off her a thong, she hitting the bong Ask her where her friend, tell her come along She called me her boyfriend I told her she wrong But let's go to GA Los Angeles too, from city to city yeah that's what we do Tryna go and see the Hollywood view My girl calling me I'm missing her too But let me stop talking about my bitch, let me start talking about how to get rich Yeah we them young niggas we was them young kids Turn nothing to something yeah that's what we did Off white sneakers on, it go with the fit In love with the money it's hard to admit Always stay ten toes yeah I'll never quit From city to city we making a hit From city to city shoutout my boy Griddy, we really get busy yeah this shit ain't new From city to city we headed to Phili, shoutout to Meek Milly we headed there too Let's go, Let's go City to city you know how we ball Stackin it up, so no we cant fall No she not plastic, still look like a doll Put pep in my step, they doin me salt City to city yeah we getting litty She gimme that blow, it's getting real windy I stand on ten toes yeah you can't get with me Got Ice on my neck it's getting real chilly