Runnin - City Girls

I’m fucking with boss niggas, that keep a gun in they pants

Never complaining 'bout being broke, cause they just running they bands

You full of flaw niggas, the runners they hold out they hands

And got no money in the bank, but always on Instagram, flexing bands

Keep, running, and running, and running, and running your mouth

Keep on thinking that your nigga faithful, I’ma cum in his mouth

Keep, running, and running, and running, and running your mouth

Keep on thinking that your nigga faithful, I’ma cum in his mouth

All these niggas they be hoes cocaine, city girls could’ve been got 'em

Everyday they in my inbox, I’m a real bitch, I don’t screenshot 'em

Chanel on me when I roll up, boss bitches still, we don’t roll up

Pussy good, every stroke, he like hold up

He ain’t trying nothing, he like hold up

I’m fucking with real niggas, that making them boss moves

I kick that lil' bitch in her mouth, now I got bloody shoes

You a lil' thot bitch, you fucking the whole crew

My pussy got a new car smell, this shit brand new

This pussy ain’t yours, don’t claim me

Every nigga I fuck, they nameless

If he tryna expose, he brainless

My niggas don’t play, they aiming

I love me a lowkey dude, send him pics he don’t need the nudes

Real niggas gon' pay they dues, if you a broke dude, I’ma cut you loose

I’m fucking with boss niggas, that keep a gun in they pants

Never complaining 'bout being broke, cause they just running they bands

You full of flaw niggas, the runners they hold out they hands

And got no money in the bank, but always on Instagram, flexing bands

Keep, running, and running, and running, and running your mouth

Keep on thinking that your nigga faithful, I’ma cum in his mouth

Keep, running, and running, and running, and running your mouth

Keep on thinking that your nigga faithful, I’ma cum in his mouth

I’m a city girl, you a pissy girl

You a lazy bitch, I’ma busy girl

Every other night I be doing shows

While your nigga cheating on you, fucking hoes

Couple thousand for my fucking clothes, another sister in my fucking roll

I’m the same bitch, no matter who around

Diamonds dancing, I’ma do the brown

Thanks, you better go get her

I bet you my pussy get wetter

Retweeting late, I’m like shut up!

Every night he be fucking my gut up

And if that nigga ever cut up, I’ma put this pussy on his brother

And if that nigga ever cut up, I’ma put this pussy on his brother

You know that nigga ain’t faithful, you see his ass when you able

I curved that nigga, be grateful

I cut him off, like your cable

I’ma bad bitch, you can’t see me

Bitch you stuck home, you can’t see me

In a maybach, yeah free Meek

But I don’t need a nigga to come save me

I’m fucking with boss niggas, that keep a gun in they pants

Never complaining 'bout being broke, cause they just running they bands

You full of flaw niggas, the runners they hold out they hands

And got no money in the bank, but always on Instagram, flexing bands

Keep, running, and running, and running, and running your mouth

Keep on thinking that your nigga faithful, I’ma cum in his mouth

Keep, running, and running, and running, and running your mouth

Keep on thinking that your nigga faithful, I’ma cum in his mouth