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Word on the street, they got a bitty hit out
Really run Atlanta, I can a nigga get out
If anything, I have more 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 tell lil' bro to out
How the your whole gang down the road and you still

Undercover rat, pussy nigga, you a
Every show I get either or it sell out
I been hard, you on the bench, you gotta sit out
Know a mad, he can't even put a hit out
Middle of the winter, drop top with a on
Bad vibe, yeah, she say that's her theme song
I done made a whole million dollars off a flip
No Soulja Boy, that bitch ain't even a ringtone

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, they all up to
I was at the bottom, literally I was in
Then I took off, I ain't have no option
I was too gone, now a nigga pop shit
I was in Japan, buyin' and blowin' yen

Call overseas, tell them to spin again
I don't throw 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, nigga be throwed off
I was head, fucked 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 I skate
We just around, we don't date
I straight up there to Mars, so they hate
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 ain't have no other
I was too gone, now a just pop shit
I was in Japan, buyin' and blowin' yen

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

Got your vibe all on my drip, she say you
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 be cappin', really you can't compete
I spend it all on bullets, niggas don't beef
Got a swag, pull up SRT
I ain't playin' with nobody, nobody gon' play me
Got a for my car, he take me from A to Z
Got some homies on the yard I probably'll see
If the money was the I promise they'd be free
They was sleepin' on me bad, fucked around, woke up
a
Switch it up, I went romantic, took my shawty out to
city that I go to, gotta link up with the street
I'm too for 'em, guess that's why they thinkin' I
was

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