PITC pt1

Poppin in the city with my
You pop pop
(aye)
Poppin in the city with my
You pop pop
(aye, aye)
Poppin in the city with my
You pop pop
(brrr)
No flag , you off sides
Falling short while my nigga on the rise
Aye
We on the rise
Team like a frat
Got a problem with that
(okay)
Line will go flat
I got the bag
What the budget? No Cap
Running this shit dog and you would get lapped
Ive been losing weight but my pockets gettin fat
She used to be shy but not on my snap
Put myself on the map so you know where I’m at
If you still wanna know just look for the cash

I
Fuck up the address
You act like a actress
The city on my back
That feel like a jacket
I’m out for thе greatness
You in getting your practicе
So Start up your caskets
Cause we gotta have it dog

Ima do it for my family
Bashing me, while I’m here working on my Grammy speech
And actually, that just where I plan to be
Cause boy I stay at the fucking top like a nigga lost gravity
Name stay up in they mouth like a mother fuckin cavity
And everything I touch end up turning to a master piece
Ghez
I can’t give that shit a break
And fucking with me dog was your last mistake
Ohh

You pop pop
Poppin in the city with my guys
You pop pop
Poppin in the city with my guys
Ima do it, you gon try
I'm too driven, you gon ride
You pop pop
Poppin in the city with my
Ohh