I'm running my city
My niggas is litty
These bitches is hating, but they got fake titties
I hang with the Diddies
I hang with the 50s
She shaped like a stick
But she think that she Nicki
I pull up, hop out of the coupe
Got Benjis on Benjis, got hundreds on me
You telling me step down to who
You playing with me, you end up in streets
I don't have time for you niggas
I don't have time for you bitches
Carlito he came on a boat with the dope
I only got time for the riches
You thinking 'bout multiple women
I'm thinking 'bout multiple millions
Just look at the statements that came from my bank
I ain't broke in a minute
My neck and my wrist leaking fluid
You wondering, how does he do it
I'm working like I'm from the sewer
My money, my car, and my songs, they smoother
I keep me a digital ruler
I'm cooking up dope like a strudel
I might get the lobster right now
But back then I was eating the ramen, them noodles
I'm running my city
My niggas is litty
These bitches is hating, but they got fake titties
I hang with the Diddies
I hang with the 50s
She shaped like a stick
But she think that she Nicki
I pull up, hop out of the coupe
Got Benjis on Benjis, got hundreds on me
You telling me step down to who
You playing with me, you gon' end up in streets
Tell me to step down to who
Fuck you, who are you
You trying to play with my money
You trying to fuck up my hundreds
You playing game like it's funny
I bet you won't play with your life
So what if I come for your wife
So what if I come in the night
You will never come for my family
I will break you down for my family
We gon' hunt you down, and your family
Pay up all your dues, and bitch, I will leave
I don't want to call on the cavalry
I don't want to have to make a tragedy
Bodies piling up in your house, you're gonna see
Telling me you sorry, bitch you better be
I'm running my city
My niggas is litty
These bitches is hating, but they got fake titties
I hang with the Diddies
I hang with the 50s
She shaped like a stick
But she think that she Nicki
I pull up, hop out of the coupe
Got Benjis on Benjis, got hundreds on me
You telling me step down to who
You playing with me, you gon' end up in streets
I'm running my city
My niggas is litty
These bitches is hating, but they got fake titties
I hang with the Diddies
I hang with the 50s
She shaped like a stick
But she think that she Nicki
I pull up, hop out of the coupe
Got Benjis on Benjis, got hundreds on me
You telling me step down to who
You playing with me, you gon' end up in streets