City of Dollas

[Chorus: Choppa Capone]
City of Dallas, it get wicked in the city
Shooters on sight with a drum, it get drilly
Glock by my side ‘cause these n*ggas tryna kill me
Small *ss n*gga but this Glock hold a fifty
You better not fold
N*ggas wanna snatch my soul
Killers ridin’ ‘round on the road
N*ggas better keep a pole
City of Dallas, it get wicked in the city
Shooters on sight with a drum, it get drilly
Glock by my side ‘cause these n*ggas tryna kill me
Small *ss n*gga but this Glock hold a fifty
You better not fold
N*ggas wanna snatch my soul
Killers ridin’ ‘round on the road
N*ggas better keep a pole

[Verse: Choppa Capone]
City of Dallas, it gets wicked in the city
Small *ss n*gga but a Glock hold a fifty
I don’t need no b*tch, all I need is the money
I don’t pay no b*tch, all I do is bag huntin’
Bitch, I’m a gunner, no Gunna
You can meet the blick if you run up
Bullets like rain, get your luck up
Twelve behind, don’t fuck up
Remember back then b*tches didn’t give a f*ck
Now my money up, all these b*tches tryna f*ck
Made me realize all these fake love I got
I don’t trust no b*tches, treat ‘em like a fuckin’ ‘bot
Bitch, I’m a stunt, I’mma keep this sh*t a buck
Bitch, I’m a hustle till I die, none stop
Why you claiming bro’s if you tryna back door
But you can’t pull up to the opp, front door
Hundred round drum ‘cause these n*ggas tryna kill me
Hundred bad b*tches ‘cause a n*gga stay pimpin’
Stick by my side, I don’t trust no b*tches
No name droppin’ this Dirty Dallas Business
We stay 2 deep in the 4 door
Put you on the news, it’s a promo’
No p*ssy in my blood, don’t call me bro’, h*e
If you caught, don’t snitch, it’s the bro-code

[Chorus: Choppa Capone]
City of Dallas, it get wicked in the city
Shooters on sight with a drum, it get drilly
Glock by my side ‘cause these n*ggas tryna kill me
Small *ss n*gga but this Glock hold a fifty
You better not fold
N*ggas wanna snatch my soul
Killers ridin’ ‘round on the road
N*ggas better keep a pole
City of Dallas, it get wicked in the city
Shooters on sight with a drum, it get drilly
Glock by my side ‘cause these n*ggas tryna kill me
Small *ss n*gga but this Glock hold a fifty
You better not fold
N*ggas wanna snatch my soul
Killers ridin’ ‘round on the road
N*ggas better keep a pole