Certified City Boy

[Intro: Ring My Bell / Anita Ward]
-Bell, ring my bell
Aye ugly boy, this gas right here
You can ring my bell, ring my bell
You can ring my-

[Verse 1]
Bitch don't call my phone it's on DND
And I ball on hall of fame, you ain't seein' me
I'mma let the beat rock like PnB
Me against the world everyday it's like a PvE
Get a job bitch, what you need my bread for?
I just punched StockX for some bred 4's
Fuck around and play a bitch like Connect 4
If you ain't sucking dick, bitch, what you got a neck for?
Up late in the stu 'cause I hate sleep
Punch in 'for my verses like a K each
Money calling but your ass tryna stay sleep
I'mma keep fucking niggas up like I'm Tay Keith
I just knew I was the shit, from day one
Bitch I stay with them zaps like a ray gun
I just fuck hoes, why would I chase one?
If you ain't tryna be my next scam don't say nun'

[Chorus]
I count it up everyday, sippin' on lemonade, do it until I lay dead in a ditch
Blow up like a damn grenade, singing my serenade, I'm bored of this hoe nigga come get your bitch
She say that she love me but honestly I could give less of a fuck 'bout whatever she needs
It's only a matter of time before I'm at the top and they're all on their knees (you can ring my-)
I count it up everyday, sippin' on lemonade, do it until I lay dead in a ditch
Blow up like a damn grenade, singing my serenade, I'm bored of this hoe nigga come get your bitch
She say that she love me but honestly I could give less of a fuck 'bout whatever she needs
It's only a matter of time before I'm at the top and they're all on their knees (you can ring my-)

[Verse 2]
Who you lil' bitch? You don't know me
Oh you say you a freak? Bitch, show me
No I ain't the same nigga, that's the old me
I'll send a bitch home if that pussy like roast beef
I'll show you how to scam for the right price
Real munch hours, bro someone tag Ice Spice
Nigga talking shit, bro, he must not like life
This choppa finna leave his ass steaming like white rice
Bitch I only wanna fuck, I'm a city boy
Two chains on, I'm a certified titty boy
Only fuck once, I'm a certified quickie boy
My name ring bells 'cause I get this shit litty boy
Bitch I stay with the sauce like a spice rack
Catch me in the crib moonwalking like I'm Mike Jack
Hoes know me, my heart colder than the ice pack
I hit that bitch quick with the block like it's Minecraft

[Chorus]
I count it up everyday, sippin' on lemonade, do it until I lay dead in a ditch
Blow up like a damn grenade, singing my serenade, I'm bored of this hoe nigga come get your bitch
She say that she love me but honestly I could give less of a fuck 'bout whatever she needs
It's only a matter of time before I'm at the top and they're all on their knees
I count it up everyday, sippin' on lemonade, do it until I lay dead in a ditch
Blow up like a damn grenade, singing my serenades, I'm bored of this hoe nigga come get your bitch
She say that she love me but honestly I could give less of a fuck 'bout whatever she needs
It's only a matter of time before I'm at the top and they're all on their knees

[Outro: Ring My Bell / Anita Ward]
You can ring my bell, ring my bell
You can ring my bell, ring my bell