[Hook] This the windy city We ain't only blowing money We got windy semis We ain't only throwing hundreds We got plenty 50's This the windy city Alot of niggas looking at me gon' be pretty shitty They seeing how I'm on my grind and feeling really silly And all this money on my mind just screaming "come and get me" My team gotta see me shine so they coming with me The whole hunned 50 We from the windy city
This money relax my mind like a ibuprofen If a nigga get outta line that's who I be smoking And these bitches blowing my line just cus I be stroking Always catch me holding the nine, yes I be totting My niggas rolling Rolling off a triple stack This beef ain't what you seeking fam So what the fuck you looking at? You look at us we looking back He threatened me then took it back The smart nigga look at that The trap is not a clubhouse We really in here cooking that That Audi not a shopping cart But nigga I be pushin that We ridin with them choppas in the stash Don't get looken at And if we pull up on you we gon' blast Now you tooken back I'm known to do the dash so now you chasing And we looking back I'm all about that cash So I'm out here making moves Niggas plottin I can watch em Body language giving clues And they only make me angry Like they want to make the news You a shooter, talk is cheap That's a statement you should prove
[Hook]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
