My City

[Intro: King Tutt & Crichy Crich]
Boy & a girl
Let's get it
It's Crichy Crich, biatch!

[Verse 1: Crichy Crich]
Who that said they want beef?
I got five hoes with me, all five on both knees
I die for my city, I ride through these streets
I'm loving that girl, she came on my sheets
You open that bottle, this club gon' go up
We come to your party, whole town gon' show up
Been drinking all night, think I'mma throw up
We came to get crazy, we 'bout to go nuts
I die for my city, I ride through these streets
I die for my city, I ride through these streets
I die for my city, I ride through these streets
Don't fuck with my people, I ride for my Gs

[Hook: Crichy Crich]
He tuck a whole nine, but the bullets styling
See the Bs on the grill, yeah, the boy balling
Young butter from the H like James Harden
Either way we going up, I do that regardless

[Verse 2: King Tutt]
Skrrt!
King
Balling like I'm rondo
Taking shots like El Chapo
Doing what I say so
Chasing after pesos
Money in my pocket
Shoot it if you got it
I ain't ever stopping
Got your bitch's panties dropping
Summer sixteen, man, that shit was a waste
Seventeen gonna be a change of the pace
Roll it up real good, take a blunt to the face
I ain't with the talking, stay the fuck out my lane

[Hook]

[Outro: Crichy Crich]
I do that regardless
Yeah
Woo!
Woo!
Ba ba ba bow!
Woo!
Skrrt!