[Verse 1: Rita Ora]
Blame it on the city how I'm ballin',
Pick it up, the money always callin',
She gon' touch the ceiling for a sinner,
Dark shades and a blurry morning.
Ready or not, meet me in the lobby,
Yeah, from the bay, she gon' ride it like a trolley,
X-Games when we skate off in the 'Rari,
Big tanks lookin' like transformers.
[Pre-Chorus: Rita Ora]
Midnight, come get right, on this side,
Freak, freak, like my name Giannis.
[Chorus: Rita Ora]
You gon' know about it when we come through,
Bad bitches comin' in twos,
Ain't nobody tellin' what we gon' do,
When we run through, yeah, yeah!
Diamonds on us poppin' out the sunroof,
Red bottoms up on those shoes,
Lickin' off shots like do-do-do,
When we run through, yeah, yeah!
[Verse 2: Rita Ora]
Big enough for me to call you poppa,
Poppin' like I'm Orville Redenbacher,
Need the head like medulla oblongata,
Ha! Gucci like I'm made in Florence.
More tequila, I'ma need a driver,
Yeah big talker, get me out this Prada,
Every diamond on me, yeah, I bought it,
Mm, say it twice so I know you want it.
[Pre-Chorus: Rita Ora]
Midnight, come get right, on this side,
Freak, freak, like my name Giannis.
[Chorus: Rita Ora]
You gon' know about it when we come through,
Bad bitches comin' in twos,
Ain't nobody tellin' what we gon' do,
When we run through, yeah, yeah!
Diamonds on us poppin' out the sunroof,
Red bottoms up on those shoes,
Lickin' off shots like do-do-do,
When we run through, yeah, yeah!
[Verse 3: Gunna]
I'ma walk through, yeah,
Crib with a house and a pool, yeah,
Let her walk through,
Bet it, I don't think that you'd lose.
I like how you move,
She a ten and her skin so smooth,
It's a two-door Benz and it only fit two,
See it through the lens, everythin' brand new.
[Chorus: Rita Ora]
O-oh,
You gon' know about it when we come through,
Bad bitches comin' in twos,
Ain't nobody tellin' what we gon' do,
When we run through, yeah, yeah!
Diamonds on us poppin' out the sunroof,
Red bottoms up on those shoes,
Lickin' off shots like do-do-do,
When we run through, yeah, yeah!
[Outro: Rita Ora]
Blame it on the city how I'm ballin',
Bl-blame it on the city how I'm ballin',
Blame it on the city how I'm ballin',
W-when we run through, yeah, yeah!
Blame it on the city how I'm ballin',
Bl-blame it on the city how I'm ballin',
Blame it on the city how I'm ballin',
W-when we run through, yeah, yeah!
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