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Word on the street, they got a lil' hit out
Really run Atlanta, I can a nigga get out
If anything, I have more respect for you
Nigga, you a bitch, we don't shoot and (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, pussy nigga, you a
Every show I get either or it sell out
I ballin' hard, you on the bench, you gotta sit out
Know a nigga mad, he even put a hit out
of the winter, drop top with a mink on
Bad lil' vibe, yeah, she say that's her song
I done made a whole dollars off a flip phone
No Soulja Boy, that bitch ain't even have a

Skinny Mike like I skate
We fuck around, we don't date
I went straight up there to Mars, so 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 no other option
I was too gone, now a just pop shit
I was in Japan, buyin' and blowin' yen

Call overseas, tell them youngins to spin
I throw rocks and hide my hand 'cause I'm a man
Million in the book bag, I'm a big dog
Threw my shot at any nigga, bitch, I think I'm Paul
Sippin' all these meds, gotta be throwed off
I was gettin' head, around and I dozed off
Rolls Royce truck, crank it and let the out
I said, I went did it, boy, I'm the chosen child

Skinny Mike like I skate
We just fuck around, we don't
I straight up there to Mars, so they hate
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 nigga pop shit
I was in Japan, drip and blowin' yen

Safe boxes on fleek
And my account, I don't touch it, I'ma 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' flights every day, the only time I get some

Kept it real and be cappin', really you can't compete
I spend it all on bullets, don't wanna beef
Got a D-boy swag, up SRT
I ain't playin' with nobody, nobody gon' play me
Got a driver for my car, he 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, they fucked around, 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 for 'em, guess that's why they thinkin' I
was

Skinny Mike Amiris I skate
We just fuck around, we don't
I went straight up 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
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