Queso - City Girl Lyrics

She just wanna flex all her racks she a city (Hold on)
She just wanna flex all her racks she a city
Hun, on God
Aye
She just wanna flex all her racks
She a city girl
Let me come and spend these racks
Inside your city girl
If she got Fendi on her belt
She a Fendi girl
She fuck with me cause I got them racks
I'm having plenty girl
She just wanna flex all her racks
She a city girl
Let me come and spend all these racks
Inside your city girl
She got Fendi on her belt
She just a Fendi girl
She fuck with me cause I got them racks
I'm having plenty girl
I told her to take off her lil drawls
Please don't tempt me girl
She lose her mind when I play my song
She just like Missy yeah
I pour like four in lemon-lime
I'm gon' mix it up
I'm smoking on all different kinds
I like to mix it up
Lil mama said she love my vibe
Don't wanna give it up
Call her my lil baby
But she don't sip up out no sippy cup
Pouring up like eight
You know a young nigga can't even get enough
She can't fuck with none of his kind
He don't make enough
Aye, Aye
I get in that pussy all the time
I ain't making love
I beat it up
She just gon' ride like she ride on the bus
She swear she hate me
But I know it's love
Ha ha
She just wanna flex all her racks
She a city girl
Let me come and spend these racks
Inside your city girl
If she got Fendi on her belt
She a Fendi girl
She fuck with me cause I got them racks
I'm having plenty girl
She just wanna flex all her racks
She a city girl
Let me come and spend all these racks
Inside your city girl
She got Fendi on her belt
She just a Fendi girl
She fuck with me cause I got them racks
I'm having plenty girl
You don't even wanna go tit for tat
All this drip on me I mix and match
Disappear just like cat in the hat
I'm doing magic
She doing tricks on the dick just like gymnastics
I told her watch out (Aye)
Watch out lil bih
I told her rock out
Go head and rock out lil bih
We counting payments
And all my niggas from the four
From the pavement
From the dirt
You keep talking on the gang
You might get put up on a shirt
You don't even wanna get murked
Told the lil bih to come over here
And just do what she do
And she love to twerk
And she love to slurp (yeah)
Just give her a perc
She go crazy
Just give her a perc
She don't get lazy

She just wanna flex all her racks she a city (Hold on)
She just wanna flex all her racks she a city
Hun, on God
Aye
She just wanna flex all her racks
She a city girl
Let me come and spend these racks
Inside your city girl
If she got Fendi on her belt
She a Fendi girl
She fuck with me cause I got them racks
I'm having plenty girl
She just wanna flex all her racks
She a city girl
Let me come and spend all these racks
Inside your city girl
She got Fendi on her belt
She just a Fendi girl
She fuck with me cause I got them racks
I'm having plenty girl
I told her to take off her lil drawls
Please don't tempt me girl
She lose her mind when I play my song
She just like Missy yeah
I pour like four in lemon-lime
I'm gon' mix it up
I'm smoking on all different kinds
I like to mix it up
Lil mama said she love my vibe
Don't wanna give it up
Call her my lil baby
But she don't sip up out no sippy cup
Pouring up like eight
You know a young nigga can't even get enough
She can't fuck with none of his kind
He don't make enough
Aye, Aye
I get in that pussy all the time
I ain't making love
I beat it up
She just gon' ride like she ride on the bus
She swear she hate me
But I know it's love
Ha ha
She just wanna flex all her racks
She a city girl
Let me come and spend these racks
Inside your city girl
If she got Fendi on her belt
She a Fendi girl
She fuck with me cause I got them racks
I'm having plenty girl
She just wanna flex all her racks
She a city girl
Let me come and spend all these racks
Inside your city girl
She got Fendi on her belt
She just a Fendi girl
She fuck with me cause I got them racks
I'm having plenty girl
You don't even wanna go tit for tat
All this drip on me I mix and match
Disappear just like cat in the hat
I'm doing magic
She doing tricks on the dick just like gymnastics
I told her watch out (Aye)
Watch out lil bih
I told her rock out
Go head and rock out lil bih
We counting payments
And all my niggas from the four
From the pavement
From the dirt
You keep talking on the gang
You might get put up on a shirt
You don't even wanna get murked
Told the lil bih to come over here
And just do what she do
And she love to twerk
And she love to slurp (yeah)
Just give her a perc
She go crazy
Just give her a perc
She don't get lazy