whole city aka prada me

i got the whole city proud of me

i'm talkin' numbers

bitch

that's out of reach

i know these lame niggas tired of me

baby girl

i'm who he tryna be

doggie got the west side

bitch

i got the east

my brother got the joint

and bitch

i got the streets

you turnin' niggas up

bitch

what you got for me?

he upped a hundred thou'

like that's a lot to me

badgers jockin'

can you afford a chicken?

i'll spend ninety on a patek

nigga

what's the difference?

ayy

i'm a bad bitch addict

baby

what's the ticket?

i fuck with doctors

cnas

i'm gettin' tired of strippers

i got a couple still in college

even got a dentist

thirty thousand on my assistants

he ain't on a payment

niggas out here dick suckin'

sayin' i was finished

they just gave my baby forty

but he ain't really trippin'

he know once i touch a m

bitch

i'ma come and get him

fifties all in the couch

blues in the ceilin'

i left all my hoes alone

rude individual

and if you see 'em

tell 'em call me

bitch

i'm back ballin'

never missed a day of school

i just act tardy

if i ain't in a new car i'm in a back hallway

and i'll smack a bitch for playin'

bitch

ask artie

you can suck it all you want

just keep your hands off me

bitch

what you think i'm finna do? i'm who they wanna hear

firebombed the townhouse

i lost two hundred there

white loads trifle

i crashed

two hundred each

and if they yellin' young and turnt

they all under me

i got the whole city proud of me

i'm talkin' numbers

bitch

that's out of reach

i know these lame niggas tired of me

i got the whole city proud of me

i'm talkin' numbers

bitch

that's out of reach

i know these lame niggas tired of me

i know these lame niggas tired of me