Clean in the City

Clean, clean in the city, boy

Riding on Blades, chop, choppin'

Through the hood

In that new Escalade,

Stun stunner on the block

Gettin' money is a habit

Yokohama skinnies

On the donk in the trap bitch

Clean, clean in the city, boy

Riding on Blades, chop, choppin'

Through the hood

In that new Escalade,

Stun stunner on the block

Gettin' money is a habit

Yokohama skinnies

On the donk in the trap bitch

What it is, homegirl, what it do?

I'm bout to hit The club,

Trying to leave it with you

Alligator top like I got it from the zoo

Body marked up, paint stickin' like glue

You know who I are, the neighborhood star 72 Donk rims, taller than a car

And I just leave it running

I ain't got a park Big body swang like the house On my charm

Call my nigga Trey, sat it in the yard

You can tell from my hands that I'm cold from The arms

Dope boy fresh, and I'm a big tipper

Screens fallin' down with a trunk full of kickers

Stacks on deck and I ain't talkin' bout money I'm talkin' bout the boy from the camp goin' Dummy

Anything goes, I'm ready for some action Call My homie Mav Pop bottles get it cracking

Clean, clean in the city, boy

Riding on Blades, chop, choppin'

Through the hood

In that new Escalade,

Stun stunner on the block

Gettin' money is a habit

Yokohama skinnies

On the donk in the trap bitch

Clean, clean in the city, boy

Riding on Blades, chop, choppin'

Through the hood

In that new Escalade,

Stun stunner on the block

Gettin' money is a habit

Yokohama skinnies

On the donk in the trap bitch

See I rolls with a ghost of my bros in this rolls Or this ghost rocking gold, yeah, it's goals

Then we toast, here we go

Rolling through the city all alone with my Music