Retch - City Lights lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm in that stolen '96 Honda Accord, the feds on my a** Hit the curb, lost the wheel and I crashed I'd be f**ed if I tried to blow it on foot Started that b**h back up, reversed a bit Hit the gas, and I booked Strip hot, like that coke on the stove My bumper scraping the road 20 years, nothing less, on parole I'll be damned if I get them people them years Rather just pull a gun out the glove and put one in my ear f** the bullsh**, but I ain't going out like no s**er Take one of these f**ers with me, that's word to my mother Sent a federale to they grave, 'fore I let him try to cuff me And just cage me like a slave, yeah f**ing right But f** I look sitting right in them f**ing kites Arms in my sleeves because they get cold as f**ing night Waiting for a court date, rather be having foreplay At the Marriott for a sure shake With a Palestinian joint, and she snort yay Acting like you ain't did a bump, that's what they all say But that's neither here nor there If you feel me put your bangers in the air one time, n***a [Hook x2] The name getting heavy in the streets Everybody on a young n***a beef, it's all good I'm still on the stoop with plate With my n***as in the hood eating great, we all hood [Verse 2] The last few months been ridiculous I'm on a diner with some J's I got from Chuck Inglish With my dopeman attire, get me by the hour Fresher than your boyfriend and I ain't even shower So I been trapping like I ain't did 4 shows the last 3 weeks f** hitting the beach, I gotta stop on beat street Bumping Fergie Ferg, Persian Wine on repeat Young Trap Lord, b**h salute me when you see me Pray to your n***a, stay to your n***a Take me out to eat and just pay for your n***a If them n***as hating, pull that K for your n***a Police pull us over, hold that gate for your n***a Only f** with real b**hes, put 'em on some knowledge Get up in her head now she wanna leave her college Devil in a new dress, a new pair of prada's And I don't f** with b**hes with no chipped nail polish [Hook x2]