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Queen Kat – City Vibes Lyrics
Queen Kat
Shitting me or is you kidding me Going out, wilding out and we killing it Shitting me you must be kidding me We not the same bitch our shit come from Italy We got them 9-5s but hustle on the side Get the bag is the motto we abide by And ya nigga looking at us as from his side-eye Bitch mad had to watch him from the sideline And we don't start shit Don't even try shit Get the Louis and Birkin On some scrap shit Had to block these bitches cuz they always watching Now ya mad now ya doing all that slime shit You don't compare to us Don't even stare at us Dickriding for the fame Damn ya bitches is lame But gang is lit tonight Got all these bitches tight From the bottom get the bottle And it's lit slide Funny to see ya loose Baby, we got the juice A different kinda vibe Forever gang gone ride Always see us on top And we don't ever stop Can't keep the real ones down They never gonna drown Shitting me or is you kidding me Going out wilding out cuz we did the shit Shitting me you must be kidding me We not the same bitch our shit come from Italy Don't come around to play Venmo and Apple Pay Make money moves all-day You bitches cant relate Stay mad they f*ck with us Now hoes they know what's up Must suck to see us win Make all you bitches scream He fucking with the crew Baby a fan it's cute Don't ever look your way Stay mad we here to stay There's things you cannot teach God really blessed the team We really gonna eat Stay mad we live and lit Jacking they know what's up Don't know gang coming up Praying to see us fall Bitch catch us at the mall The bros always on go Just waiting for the call Don't even gotta try Get mad ya pussy dry Dumb hoe you don't compare Watch face and now you scared We really bout this life No new friends kinda vibe And we don't ever lack We always got the jack Mind your business, moving different Licks hit back to back Get the telly Bitch we ready Fronting heavy We ain't waiting Mad cuz gang don't be relating From the corner, ya stay hating Ain't no losing bitches made it Out the hood and ya can't take it From the Bronx ya hoes don't get it Moving funny get you deady Shitting me or is you kidding me Going out wilding out cuz we did the shit Shitting me you must be kidding me We not the same bitch our shit come from Italy