White City Lyrics – Willow Kayne
I don’t f*** with many
I’ll buy myself a two seater
Apple on my butt
So I’m calling it lil Bonita
I walked in the building with attitude
I’m the leader
I’m the type that people say
Damn, I hope I can meet her
(x2)
If he chatting s***
Better pass me the blunt first
Call me wet to your friends
Then come to my concert
Honey, see me on the stage
I eat it like it’s dessert
Met your mans the other day
He was gassing how I would squirt
It was a big mess, made a big mess
Like I’m Ivorian, no stress
Cheated like test valedictorian
KIDDING!
I don’t do that s***
My name ain’t Lucy hun
If imma f*** a man
I’ll make sure he a single one
The world, it chose you
Live how you wanna
Just do your own thing
Man, we’re alive
Just mind your business
Don’t hurt each other
Just do your own thing
Man, we’re alive
I don’t f*** with many
I’ll buy myself a two seater
Apples on my butt
So I’m calling it lil Bonita
I walked in the building with attitude
I’m the leader
I’m the type that people say
Damn, I hope I can meet her
(x2)
I’m getting the icky
It’s sticky in my surroundings
I can barely breathe, man
They pushing me and I’m drowning
Treating their blessings like it’s paper
Cause b**** I’m counting
And I ain’t got fingers for days B****
They saying “We go way back”
That s*** chat
Don’t test me
Can’t try that
Want make plans
Mine paper
You miss me
Don’t say that
I don’t mess with b****** bussing lies
If you see me in the street better put on a disguise
WHAT!
The world it chose you
Live how you wanna
Just do your own thing
Man, we’re alive
Just mind your business
Don’t hurt each other
Just do your own thing
Man, we’re alive
I don’t f*** with many
So I buy a two Seater
Apple on my butt
So I call it Bo- Nita
B****!
