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Word on the street, got a lil' 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)
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 your whole gang down the road and you still

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

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, all up to date
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 just pop shit
I was in Japan, buyin' and blowin' yen

Call overseas, tell them youngins to again
I don't throw rocks and 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 gotta be off
I was gettin' head, around and I dozed off
Rolls truck, crank it and let the nose out
I said, I went did it, boy, I'm the chosen child

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

Safe deposit boxes on
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 flights every day, the only time I get

Kept it real and they be cappin', you can't compete
I spend it all on bullets, niggas don't beef
Got a D-boy swag, up SRT
I ain't playin' with nobody, gon' play with me
Got a driver for my car, he take me A to Z
Got some homies on the yard I never see
If the money was the issue I promise be free
They was sleepin' on me bad, they around, woke up
a
Switch it up, I went romantic, took my out to Greece
Every city that I go to, link up with the street
I'm too humble for 'em, guess why they thinkin' I
was

Mike Amiris like I skate
We just around, we don't date
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 have no other option
I was too gone, now a nigga just pop
I was in Japan, drip and blowin' yen