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City Girls/Trackstar
Yxng Bane
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You're savage
You're the baddest
You're savage
You're the baddest
(Big Zeeko)
Tell you where I wanna go
Your heart is my home
I just wanna fuck your soul
She said never let go
I asked you how many guys
You said a number and lied
But it's okay, it's alright
We all lie about that sometimes
Why don't you text me come over?
I'll do it for you, you don't ever do it for me
You play harder to get and even harder to keep
But when I +44 you, you're coming for me
You're savage, nothing wrong
You're the baddest, nothing wrong
Is it mad if I get a thrill from
City girl shit, come turn me on
You're savage, nothing wrong
You're the baddest, nothing wrong
Is it mad if I get a thrill from
City girl shit, come turn me on
You're savage
You're the baddest
You're savage
You're the baddest
(Big Zeeko)
Running to the money like a trackstar
Tell a lie for the money like a pastor
All these rapping ass niggas need a BAFTA
Niggas singing like they in the X Factor
Running to the money like a trackstar
Tell a lie for the money like a pastor
Share me your location, let me track ya
Stole her lil' heart like a hacker
I told the builder to build me a pool
Fresh every day like the first day of school
I've got more Chanel's than the shop floor, I do
Babe, I'm out in public, careful sending nudes
You're the one I buy whatever in twos
Rich nigga can't do no wrong
I dye my hair blonde, I'm looking like Vegeta
Two tennis bracelets, Venus and Serena, yeah
Young baller nigga, feeling like I'm Reece James
Pussy, money, weed, I need three things
The phone do 3K on a weekday
Put some molly on my ha-ha, cheat day
Running to the money like a trackstar
Tell a lie for the money like a pastor
All these rapping ass niggas need a BAFTA
Niggas singing like they in the X Factor
Running to the money like a trackstar
Tell a lie for the money like a pastor
Share me your location, let me track ya
Stole her lil' heart like a hacker
Four seasons, got baddies for you
If you're cold, don't go near my jewels
Ferrari outside, yeah we cruising
I just copped a Cali 50 for a Uzi
So much time we got
Nigga 40 will slide, he got shot
I'm in Riyadh, baby, long way away from the block
The crib is bigger, baby, I can't see the neighbours that I got
Running to the money like a trackstar
Tell a lie for the money like a pastor
All these rapping ass niggas need a BAFTA
Niggas singing like they in the X Factor
Running to the money like a trackstar
Tell a lie for the money like a pastor
Share me your location, let me track ya
Stole her lil' heart like a hacker