Citypop (feat. Nat James)

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Is this stone cold killer
Thought goes to vigor
Developing an image with the face of the era

The vision is oh so cold but never clearer
We boil it down, we don't simmer
So I can dance down the cold with a chiller
When I don't blow smoke with no mirror

Fulfilling money flow from the inner
We let it take hold, cut the fake so bitter
Ice on the mic so chilly
We raise the stakes for the cheese, no fill it

FPS freeze frame, we get busy
And I spin them flows till the beat feel dizzy
Flip the flow and elevate, quick with it
It's intertemporary, it's called legacy

Living on phantom, make more than all like I did
In the beginning forbidden flows
Hidden with the fruit course and I'ma get it here
She like a city pop

She see a city drop
I just wanna see her fucking titties drop
Carve the festival up the cops, there's a murder
I've got two phones, guns a burner

I'm a poet, we all know it
I've been Japan, Neops for a round
But I hit em with katana
You know I come harder man, f*ck your bitch

Plug it in and like charge it
Your eyes, pinks and stuff come harder
And this is the elote
We don't give no fucks

I mean I wish I did
Honestly I wish I did
It would be a benefit for my future food
And my current bitch, speaking of which

She like a city pop
She see a city drop
I just wanna see her fucking titties drop
Carve the festival up the cops, there's a murder

I've got two phones, guns a burner
I'm a poet, we all know it
I've been Japan, Neops for a round
But I hit em with katana

You know I come harder man, f*ck your bitch
Plug it in and like charge it
Your eyes, pinks and stuff come harder
And this is the elote

We don't give no fucks
I mean I wish I did
Honestly I wish I did
It would be a benefit for my future food

And my current bitch, speaking of which
She like a city pop
She see a city drop
I just wanna see her fucking titties drop

Carve the festival up the cops, there's a murder
I've got two phones, guns a burner
I'm a poet, we all know it
I've been Japan, Neops for a round

But I hit em with katana
You know I come harder man, f*ck your bitch
Plug it in and like charge it
Your eyes, pinks and stuff come harder

And this is the elote
We don't give no fucks
I mean I wish I did
Honestly I wish I did

It would be a benefit for my future food
And my current bitch, speaking of which
She like a city pop
She see a city drop

I just wanna see her fucking titties drop
Carve the festival up the cops, there's a murder
I've got two phones, guns a burner
I'm a poet, we all know it

I've got two phones, guns a burner

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