CITY GIRLS - Jt First Day Out Chords and Lyrics

This single was released on 09 October 2019.


Vocals: City Girls ,
Producer(s): Twysted Genius,
Writer(s): Twysted Genius , JT,

SongRating: 8/10

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Scale: Ab Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 92
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
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[INTRO]

Abm
J.T., I-I'm ready for you to come home, man
Abm
Okay, Pee  .

Abm                                                      Ebm
I remember when you first, like, went off on us about making music
                          Abm
We turned out made two whole, like, albums
     Ebm
You know what I'm sayin'?
                                        F#
You done turned hoodrats into some superstars, man
            Abm
For real, hahahaha

[VERSE]
Abm
When I was countin' down, these bitches counted me out (Yeah)
        Ebm
Now I'm back, I got 'em shocked, these bitches droppin' they mouth (Mouth)
      Abm
Lil' Runaway, my friend mama helped me out
                 Ebm
I don't give a fuck about no bed, I'll sleep on the couch (Couch)
         F#
Now I'm up
F#
But I can write a book about the rainy days (Facts)
Abm
I don't gotta throw shade to get a fanbase

Abm
I been a real bitch way before the fed case (Yeah)
Ebm
Yung Miami held me down, that's a bitch ace (Period)
Abm
And if a bitch try her, it's a cold case
Ebm
Get yo ass snatched up like my new waist (Yeah)
F#
Pulled in and out of prison like a drive-thru
Abm
Audemars waitin' on me 'cause the time flew (Ice)
Ebm
I went from boots to khakis to Louis tennis shoes
Abm
Sendin' prayers to my people sittin' in the SHU

Ebm
The blogs, they made me mad, they made me motivated
Abm
Yeah, I left the chain gang, bitch, I graduated
Abm
Been the most important bitch, yeah, I'm celebrated (Yeah)
Ebm
Lil' baldhead bitch, still the most hated (Most hated)
Abm
Bitch, I'm right on time for the season change (Yeah)
Ebm
Y'all hoes real salty, bitch, it's seasons change (Yeah)
F#
Might make my side nigga cop me a Range
Abm
And put it up for my bitch, she got the best brain

Abm
Pull up by myself, Miss Pearly don't need no army, bitch (Yeah)
Abm
I ain't got no love for these niggas, I ain't Ronnie, bitch

Embarrass a bitch on stage, I'm on some Maury shit

Any bitch in my way, you gon' be sorry, bitch

Abm
I wish I would let one of you hoes try me
Abm
I'll be back in khakis, blue shoes, walkin' through R&D

How y'all gon' end City Girls when y'all ain't half of me?

Don't play with Yung Miami, ho, that's the other half of me
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Abm
Had the whole world waitin' on me like I'm a virgin
Abm
So it's time to pop this cherry (This cherry), get this pussy workin' (Ayy)

New Rolls Royce, in the back it was a Birkin

Now that City Girls shit, bitch, that's for certain (Period)

Abm
This really my first day out, I ain't wait a day
Abm
Ate that time up like it's cake, JT Anna Mae

Two bad bitches and they kissin' in the Wraith

Kissin'-kissin' in the Wraith

Kissin'-kissin' in the Wraith

Abm
Went in the same day Drake dropped "In My Feelings"
Abm
I was in prison on my bunk, really in my feelings (Facts)

Now I'm back to the millions, bitches in they feelings

I was in grays playing spades, Miami making children

Abm
But we ain't killin' blessings just to please the public (Nah)
Ebm
So when y'all say, "City Girls over," just change the subject (How you know?)
Abm
Y'all hoes always bringing up old shit (Damn)
Ebm
Go get a sugar daddy, suck a old dick (Get some old dick)
F#
Bitches get exposed everyday
Abm
But I'm from Dade, I'ma do it anyway (I don't care)
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If I wasn't who I was, they wouldn't fuck with me

But I am who I am, and y'all can't fuck with me (Yeah)
Abm
Went platinum on my bunk, sis can't come for me (What's up?)
Abm
Like a ten-minute move, you better run for me

I did my time like a G

Man, motherfuck the B-O-P (Man, fuck the B-O-P)
Abm
Man, motherfuck L-P (Fuck 'em)
Ebm
I keep some fours that'll match your I.D

Abm
Y'all hoes want smoke, bring a match (Match, let's go)
Ebm
Left prison with a pimple, not a scratch (Scratch)
F#
Point, blank, period, won't see me back
Abm
Unless I'm pullin' up just to see Max (Ow)

Abm
Oh, and one more thing before I go
Ebm
How y'all gon say a made bitch was pregnant from a C.O.?

I don't fuck with cops or blockers, you bitches slow

Stop with all the rumors, and tell your nigga I'm home

And it's on

Period!



[OUTRO: Yung Miami]

You bitches could never

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