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(ATL Jacobs, ATL Jacobs)

Bookoo
coupe rush
Do too
too much
I'm too up
I'm feelin' a
Haters on
so slush
I'm too up
With two
I'm too up
Give two
Up the
Bitch, up?
up
Geeked as
Shoot my shot, I'm hot just I'm Kobe
Niggas talking like they know me
did a damn thing that they told me

Taking shit to my old days, yeah
this paper, no foreplay, yeah
I can't be caught out by no low
When my name in their mouth like Colgate, yeah
I've been this shit up with no brakes
Nigga, get in my way and road rage, yeah
Poles give nigga pole face, yeah
give that nigga ghost face, yeah
Touch down ATL, long flight out that jungle
I walked outta customs and got to it, I don't play that hustle
got a bag, but this ain't bag, yeah, this is a duffel
She got a ass, but she that bad, she gotta be humble

Bookoo
Foreign coupe
Do too
too much
I'm too up
I'm a rush
on hush
Wrists so
I'm too up
two sluts
I'm too up
Give two
Up the
Bitch, up?
up
Geeked as
Shoot my shot, I'm hot like I'm Kobe
Niggas steady talking like know me
Never did a damn thing that told me

I'm in a big
my sock body
Shooters gon ride me
Tell me what's location
Mask up, no
Penthouse, no
down, yeah, I'm crazy
Keep sticks, got Glocks with a
Yeah, go off for my
I a weapon, it's lethal
I'm runnin' up like a cheetah
Cut off your thumb, we don't beef no message
.223 hit him and came out his
my mouth with veneer, looking edgy
Smoke out the pack, we sip on the extra
Bet the Maybach drive itself a Tesla
Steppin' on shit, yeah, my be leather
Go cop a Demon, I it the devil
I keep some green on me, talking like relish

bucks
Foreign rush
Do too
Shock too
I'm too up
I'm feelin a
on hush
Wrists so
I'm too up
We're too
I'm too up
Give two
Up the
Bitch, up?
up
Geeked as
my shot, I'm hot just like I'm Kobe
Niggas steady talking they know me
Never did a damn thing that told me

Rock to a 24, talkin Kobe
Nigga talkin out his neck, I even know him
Nigga talkin' ass, tell a nigga to show me
Spinnin' on the block, man, lookin' ooh
Black and white diamonds, Andy Griffiith, I ain't
Told her put her little bitty mouth on my
Hey, hey, went and put that watch on my wrist
Man, be nasty, we in a Bentley
Wishin' to genies, my top off the
I came from the bottom, she came in
We blow the top off the op in a
Ya'll niggas' songs ain't having no
Do that lil slide, chop it up like
Oh oh (Chop, chop, chop)

Bookoo
coupe rush
Do too
Shop too
I'm too up
I'm a rush
Haters on
so slush
I'm too up
With two
I'm too up
Give two
Up the
Bitch, up?
up
Geeked as
Shoot my shot, I'm hot like I'm Kobe
Niggas talking like they know me
Never did a damn thing that they me