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Word on the street, got a lil' bitty hit out
run Atlanta, I can make a nigga get out
If anything, I have more respect for you
Nigga, you a bitch, we shoot and miss (Nah)
Glock-19 and it spit out
Double R the door when I get out
Clutchin' on my fans, had to lil' bro to chill out
How the fuck your whole gang 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 mad, he can't even put a hit out
Middle of the winter, top with a mink on
Bad vibe, yeah, she say that's her theme song
I done made a whole million dollars off a flip
No Boy, that bitch ain't even have a ringtone

Mike 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, I was boxed in
Then I took off, I ain't have no other
I was too gone, now a nigga just pop
I was in Japan, drip and blowin' yen

Call overseas, them youngins to spin again
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, nigga gotta be 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 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 off, I ain't have no other option
I was too gone, now a nigga 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 vibe all on my drip, she say you cheap
And she know I'm money, buy her titties, ass, and

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

Kept it real and they be cappin', really you can't
I spend it all on bullets, don't wanna beef
Got a swag, pull up SRT
I ain't playin' with nobody, nobody gon' with me
Got a driver for my car, he me from A to Z
Got homies on the yard I probably'll never see
If the was the issue I promise they'd be free
was sleepin' on me bad, they fucked around, woke up
a
it up, I went romantic, took my shawty out to Greece
Every that I go to, gotta link up with the street
I'm too for 'em, guess that's 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 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, buyin' and blowin' yen