my chicago (part 1)

.i be that bitch in that all black tinted out el dorado

ain't nobody fuckin' wit me

it's my chicago

when you see me in the club mean-mug your bottle

that's that remy to your face kid gully soprano

ain't nobody fuckin' with the weed like i do

and i'm probably sippin' remy and that hypno too

and i'm kinda tired of hearin' what this bitch gon' do

cuz' if she poppin' with her fam

they can get some too

i know you heard about them bitches from the gold and the gutta

fuck a sack chaser

mami got that dro' and that butta'

papi hit me for the low

i'm out in philly wit' tutter

where the sticky be so fine

make you talk wit' a studda'

like pusha

pusha please can i get one mo'

it's four niggas in the breeze

standin' at my door

i'm like one

two

three

reachin' at my four

cuz' if i sque-sque-squeeze

nigga that's how it go.that's all we got fo' that one.