My Chicago (Part 1)

Written by：Rashawnna Guy/Brian Morton
I be that b**ch in that all black tinted out el dorado
Ain't nobody f**kin' wit me
Dog
It's my chicago
When you see me in the club mean mug your bottle
That's that remy to your face kid gully soprano
Ain't nobody f**kin' with the w**d like I do
And I'm probably sippin' remy and that hypno too
And I'm kinda tired of hearin' what this b**ch gon' do
'Cuz if she poppin' with her fam they can get some too
I know you heard about them b**ches
From the gold and gotta f**k a sack chaser
Mami got that dro' and butta
Papi hit me for the low
I'm out in philly wit' tutter
Where the sticky be so fine
Make you talk wit' a studda'
Like pusha
Pusha please can I get one mo'
It's four niggas in the breeze
Standin' at my door
I'm like one
Two three reachin' at my four
'Cuz if I sque sque squeeze
Ni**a that's how it go you know