SINS 4 THE CITY Lyrics

(I'm taking the sins for the city, bitch, what the fuck?)

(I'm taking the sins for the city)

(I'm taking the sins for the city)

I'm calling for spirits, you hear me?

The way we pulled up, this shit scary

It's 'bout 20 my niggas right here at the Ritz, them old crackers thought we was gon' air it

Man, this drip I put on from my parents

50 niggas, let's mob at the Harrods

I'm the bomb, but they'd call me a terrorist

I had to blow up for the city

They hate 'cause a nigga so pretty

I'm taking the hits for the city, ya dig?

I'm taking the sins for the city, ya dig?

Who that pretty nigga with the grillz in?

Who that nigga put on for the J? Shit, let's call the R, Imma make a whirlwind

Why the getting cozy 'fore the play? Niggas 'boutta ball, this gon' make the world win

I'm in London, but my bitch fine and my whip German

Picture this, 20 years in, at the chips

That mean the Ritz, with the dip

I gave it all, what'd you get?

Get what you get, what'd you get?

Get what you give, what'd you get?

All of my sins, for the set

Cozy repent, let 'em rest

I'm calling for spirits, you hear me?

The way we pulled up, this shit scary

It's 'bout 20 my niggas right here at the Ritz, them old crackers thought we was gon' air it

Man, this drip I put on from my parents

50 niggas, let's mob at the Harrods

I'm the bomb, but they'd call me a terrorist

I had to blow up for the city

They hate 'cause a nigga so pretty

I'm taking the hits for the city, ya dig?

I'm taking the sins for the city, ya dig?