I heard they dont make em like you know more
Real niggas outta style no Hugo Boss
Fontaine spazz Yeah dude go off
If you aint gon ride Then you gon walk
Niggas tryna box me in like a Uhaul stalled
City moving up to the big leagues Believe it or not like Ripleys
Bunch of small fries Im the big cheese
Macaroni Tony work your girl like Wendys
Niggas aint talking bout nothing Dont talk about nothing
But ya girl keep talking about me
Putting numbers on the scoreboard
Floorboard More tours What!
You dont know about me?
But im getting back to the basics
When I slept in the back of the A6
When i had to fall back like the matrix
When you this got damn pretty you sposed to be rockin them stages
Hi my name is City! And im fresh on the scene
But a nigga screaming That Im Jersey til I die
Ya know me Ima ride for my team
Anything less Get left Get Right!
If I said it respect it
None of my jewls are rented
All my clothes authentic
My bank account athletic
Not from Oakland
But I do know the dope man
Him and Mary hold hands
Hung over with these ray bans
My baby do celines
And yeah her walk is mean
So MOSCHINO says her tee
Lil hearts all on her feet
Marc Jacobs on her purse and wrist
Didn't get the watch but I got the rolli ring
Number one on my wish list was a money machine for Christmas
WillScore - Vision Clearly (feat. City Fontaine & Norman Bakes) Lyrics
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I heard they dont make em like you know more
Real niggas outta style no Hugo Boss
Fontaine spazz Yeah dude go off
If you aint gon ride Then you gon walk
Niggas tryna box me in like a Uhaul stalled
City moving up to the big leagues Believe it or not like Ripleys
Bunch of small fries Im the big cheese
Macaroni Tony work your girl like Wendys
Niggas aint talking bout nothing Dont talk about nothing
But ya girl keep talking about me
Putting numbers on the scoreboard
Floorboard More tours What!
You dont know about me?
But im getting back to the basics
When I slept in the back of the A6
When i had to fall back like the matrix
When you this got damn pretty you sposed to be rockin them stages
Hi my name is City! And im fresh on the scene
But a nigga screaming That Im Jersey til I die
Ya know me Ima ride for my team
Anything less Get left Get Right!
If I said it respect it
None of my jewls are rented
All my clothes authentic
My bank account athletic
Not from Oakland
But I do know the dope man
Him and Mary hold hands
Hung over with these ray bans
My baby do celines
And yeah her walk is mean
So MOSCHINO says her tee
Lil hearts all on her feet
Marc Jacobs on her purse and wrist
Didn't get the watch but I got the rolli ring
Number one on my wish list was a money machine for Christmas
Real niggas outta style no Hugo Boss
Fontaine spazz Yeah dude go off
If you aint gon ride Then you gon walk
Niggas tryna box me in like a Uhaul stalled
City moving up to the big leagues Believe it or not like Ripleys
Bunch of small fries Im the big cheese
Macaroni Tony work your girl like Wendys
Niggas aint talking bout nothing Dont talk about nothing
But ya girl keep talking about me
Putting numbers on the scoreboard
Floorboard More tours What!
You dont know about me?
But im getting back to the basics
When I slept in the back of the A6
When i had to fall back like the matrix
When you this got damn pretty you sposed to be rockin them stages
Hi my name is City! And im fresh on the scene
But a nigga screaming That Im Jersey til I die
Ya know me Ima ride for my team
Anything less Get left Get Right!
If I said it respect it
None of my jewls are rented
All my clothes authentic
My bank account athletic
Not from Oakland
But I do know the dope man
Him and Mary hold hands
Hung over with these ray bans
My baby do celines
And yeah her walk is mean
So MOSCHINO says her tee
Lil hearts all on her feet
Marc Jacobs on her purse and wrist
Didn't get the watch but I got the rolli ring
Number one on my wish list was a money machine for Christmas
Writer: Greg Chery, Norman Estrada
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid