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Word on the street, they got a bitty hit out
Really run Atlanta, I can make a get out
If anything, I more respect for you bitches
Nigga, you a bitch, we shoot and miss (Nah)
unfold and it spit out
Double R underneath the when I get out
Clutchin' on my fans, had to lil' bro to chill out
How the fuck your whole gang down the road and you

Undercover rat, nigga, you a sellout
Every I get either packed or it sell out
I been ballin' hard, you on the bench, you sit out
Know a nigga mad, he even put a hit out
Middle of the winter, top with a mink on
Bad lil' vibe, yeah, she say her theme song
I done made a million dollars off a flip phone
No Soulja Boy, that bitch ain't even have a

Skinny Amiris like I skate
We just fuck around, we don't
I went straight up there to Mars, so they
And I got a lot of cars, all up to date
I was at the bottom, literally I was in
Then I took off, I have no other option
I was too gone, now a nigga pop shit
I was in Japan, buyin' drip and yen

overseas, tell them youngins to spin again
I don't throw and hide my hand 'cause I'm a man
Million cash in the bag, I'm a big dog
my shot at any nigga, bitch, I think I'm Chris Paul
Sippin' all these meds, nigga be throwed off
I was gettin' head, fucked and I dozed off
Rolls truck, crank it and let the nose out
Everything I said, I went did it, boy, I'm the chosen

Skinny Mike Amiris I skate
We fuck around, we don't date
I went up there to Mars, so they hate
And I got a lot of cars, all up to date
I was at the bottom, I was boxed in
I took off, I ain't have no other option
I was too gone, now a nigga just pop
I was in Japan, buyin' drip and yen

Safe boxes on fleek
And my bank account, I touch it, I'ma get it out the

Got vibe all on my drip, she say you cheap
And she know I'm money, buy her titties, ass, and

Catchin' three every day, the only time I get some

Kept it real and they be cappin', really you compete
I spend it all on bullets, niggas wanna beef
Got a swag, pull up SRT
I ain't playin' with nobody, nobody gon' with me
Got a for my car, he take me from A to Z
Got homies on the yard I probably'll never see
If the money was the issue I they'd be free
They was on me bad, they fucked around, woke up
a
Switch it up, I romantic, took my shawty out to Greece
Every city I go to, gotta link up with the street
I'm too humble for 'em, guess why they thinkin' I
was

Skinny Amiris like I skate
We just around, we don't date
I went straight up there to Mars, so they
And I got a lot of cars, they all up to
I was at the bottom, literally I was in
Then I took off, I ain't no other option
I was too gone, now a just pop shit
I was in Japan, buyin' drip and yen