Trakksounds - In My CIty lyrics

[Chorus: Sauce Walka] I'm Just a young n***a getting money in my city Way before this rap sh** I made a whole hundred in the city Riding a Benz with your b**h blowing onions in the city We getting money in my city This for all my young n***as on in they city Just a youngin' in my city, Young with money my city, Blue hundred red fifties, Young n***a gotta get it Young n***a with a hundred g's (x2) Take yo sh** and we ain't saying please Young n***a gettin' money in my city [Verse 1: Young Dolph] Just a young n***a getting money in the city broke 10 p's of strong down to all 50s Hundred dollar tip, that's why my line-up so crispy Chain so bright ain't no way that you can miss me Your girl just text me, she say that she miss me Riding down west town and i'm bumping Pimp C tomorrow I'm bumping Outkast flexing down Peachtree I just poured 3 O's in a sweet tea 5 foreigns in a row like beep beep Woke up drinking cough syrup on the beach Cup so muddy it put me right back to sleep Designer on me fatigue trapping out a jeep All I do is hustle hard smoke a lot of weed Tell my b**h when I'm counting don't bother me If you ain't getting money then you ought to be I play my numbers in the trap f** the lottery [Chrous] [Verse 2: Starlito] Cashville n***a but I get money on the West Coast Trashbag pump so much gas it's like Texaco Arizona popcorn mid or that Texas Coke my Detroit n***as we get extra dough Bad little ATL hoe she so messy though Don't even get me started on that b**h Audemars plus her hair Can't charge it on my wrist Man I started from the bricks too much heart to ever quit Grind Hard that's it [Verse 3: k**a Kyleon] Marshawn Lynch Beastmode n***a If it ain't bought that money keep yo teeth closed n***a Dolce & Gabbanna made these clothes n***a I'm in love with the money not these hoes n***a But she still s** it up quick Miso n***a Benihana Dinners Ima winner I ain't never took a L ??? [Chorus] [Verse 4: Sosamann] Getting money up in splash town Young n***as robbin' sh** and they shooting round Treat a n***a like a lick he from out of town I got n***as moving bricks n***as moving pounds that's another story I get money in my sleep I knock a b**h Bo Peep told her I don't need the sheep Matter fact cut em up put em on my sleeve give me a week f**ed a b**h for a hundred G's [Verse 5: Sauce Walka] Chalked a b**h for a honey bun Saucin now you got a lot of guns Waive that b**h like a magic wand Abra Kadabra now and a n***a done I just made a hundred G's Syrup weakening my knees Sent a b**h for a fee P.I.M.P [Chorus}