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Word on the street, got a lil' bitty hit out
Really run Atlanta, I can make a get out
If anything, I have more respect for you
Nigga, you a bitch, we shoot and miss (Nah)
Glock-19 unfold and it out
Double R the door when I get out
Clutchin' on my fans, had to tell lil' bro to out
How the fuck your whole down the road and you still

Undercover rat, pussy nigga, you a
Every show I get packed or it sell out
I been ballin' hard, you on the bench, you sit out
Know a nigga mad, he can't 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 whole dollars off a flip phone
No Soulja Boy, that bitch even have a ringtone

Skinny Mike like I skate
We just fuck around, we 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, I was boxed in
I took off, I ain't have no other option
I was too gone, now a just pop shit
I was in Japan, buyin' and blowin' yen

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

Skinny Mike Amiris like I
We just fuck around, we don't
I went straight up 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
Then I took off, I ain't have no option
I was too gone, now a nigga just pop
I was in Japan, buyin' and blowin' yen

Safe deposit on fleek
And my bank account, I don't touch it, get it out the

Got your all on my drip, she say you cheap
And she I'm havin' 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 can't
I spend it all on bullets, niggas wanna beef
Got a D-boy swag, up SRT
I ain't playin' with nobody, nobody play with me
Got a for my car, he take me from A to Z
Got some homies on the yard I never see
If the money was the issue I promise they'd be
They was sleepin' on me bad, fucked around, woke up
a
Switch it up, I romantic, took my shawty out to Greece
Every city that I go to, gotta link up the street
I'm too humble for 'em, that's why they thinkin' I
was

Skinny Mike Amiris like I
We fuck around, we don't date
I went up there to Mars, so they hate
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 have no other
I was too gone, now a just pop shit
I was in Japan, buyin' drip and yen