Gettin to it!You could catch me anywhere a check be
In the club, only thing that's dancing is the neck piece
Big stick this bitch got some kick I call it " Jet Li"
La'bro he gone slide & wet shit up I call em "Jet Ski"
If you wasn't up there on the S wit' me, can't get a check wit' me
Hollows hit his back, he tried to run but he got heavy feet
They mad I got motion while they broke, they want the RECIPE
I bet these niggas wan' kill me, they can't feel me but they smelling me
Cuz they know I'm the shit dawg
I got em pissed off
Betta get yo bitch I got her all up in my missed calls
I might use her throat, pass her to bro.. I feel like Chris Paul
Loyal to the soil, I can't change or I can't criss-cross
I been jumpin' gates since like 8, I was thuggin' young
Street lights, granny called my phone.. I wasn't comin' home
Bitches played me stiff all on my dick now that my money long
That shit hit my funny bone
Told that la'bitch run along
I can't chase a bitch I'm busy chasin' paper
I'm tryna get rich, I told her maybe later
Uhh, I'm tryna get rich la'bitch I'm gettin cheese
Inna road just took this trip it's me & PhillyGee
No I can't say a thing about the shit that we did
All that paper that we touched or all them bitches we hit
We done came up out the mud, so dass my dawg til the end
& he know I got BabyRay if this shit all hit the fan
(yeah, yeah)
In my city I got Poole just like I'm Jordan or sumn
Bet what I paid up on these shoes worth like a mortgage or sumn
Bro got the "blrddd" wit' the button, he let off more than 100
No we ain' never duckin' beef, he say it's war than we coming!
My la'bitch get bitches I ain' gotta cheat
Call up my a'runner we ain' gotta meet
You got the right to remain silent, you ain't gotta speak
That nigga got up in that room and said I gotta pee (RATTT)
You betta watch yo circle cause niggas ain't really thurl
Steady smokin' on this purple it help me cope wit' the world
It's a cold world nigga so you betta keep yo heater
If you ever heard some shit bout ATM, then please believe it NIGGA!
(If you wasn't up there on the S wit' me, can't get a check wit' me)
Hollows hit his back, he tried to run but he got heavy feet
They mad I got motion while they broke, they want the RECIPE
I bet these niggas wan' kill me, they can't feel me but they smelling me
Cuz they know I'm the shit dawg
I got em pissed off
Betta get yo bitch I got her all up in my missed calls
I might use her throat, pass her to bro.. I feel like Chris Paul
Loyal to the soil, I can't change or I can't criss-cross
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Gettin to it!You could catch me anywhere a check be
In the club, only thing that's dancing is the neck piece
Big stick this bitch got some kick I call it " Jet Li"
La'bro he gone slide & wet shit up I call em "Jet Ski"
If you wasn't up there on the S wit' me, can't get a check wit' me
Hollows hit his back, he tried to run but he got heavy feet
They mad I got motion while they broke, they want the RECIPE
I bet these niggas wan' kill me, they can't feel me but they smelling me
Cuz they know I'm the shit dawg
I got em pissed off
Betta get yo bitch I got her all up in my missed calls
I might use her throat, pass her to bro.. I feel like Chris Paul
Loyal to the soil, I can't change or I can't criss-cross
I been jumpin' gates since like 8, I was thuggin' young
Street lights, granny called my phone.. I wasn't comin' home
Bitches played me stiff all on my dick now that my money long
That shit hit my funny bone
Told that la'bitch run along
I can't chase a bitch I'm busy chasin' paper
I'm tryna get rich, I told her maybe later
Uhh, I'm tryna get rich la'bitch I'm gettin cheese
Inna road just took this trip it's me & PhillyGee
No I can't say a thing about the shit that we did
All that paper that we touched or all them bitches we hit
We done came up out the mud, so dass my dawg til the end
& he know I got BabyRay if this shit all hit the fan
(yeah, yeah)
In my city I got Poole just like I'm Jordan or sumn
Bet what I paid up on these shoes worth like a mortgage or sumn
Bro got the "blrddd" wit' the button, he let off more than 100
No we ain' never duckin' beef, he say it's war than we coming!
My la'bitch get bitches I ain' gotta cheat
Call up my a'runner we ain' gotta meet
You got the right to remain silent, you ain't gotta speak
That nigga got up in that room and said I gotta pee (RATTT)
You betta watch yo circle cause niggas ain't really thurl
Steady smokin' on this purple it help me cope wit' the world
It's a cold world nigga so you betta keep yo heater
If you ever heard some shit bout ATM, then please believe it NIGGA!
(If you wasn't up there on the S wit' me, can't get a check wit' me)
Hollows hit his back, he tried to run but he got heavy feet
They mad I got motion while they broke, they want the RECIPE
I bet these niggas wan' kill me, they can't feel me but they smelling me
Cuz they know I'm the shit dawg
I got em pissed off
Betta get yo bitch I got her all up in my missed calls
I might use her throat, pass her to bro.. I feel like Chris Paul
Loyal to the soil, I can't change or I can't criss-cross
In the club, only thing that's dancing is the neck piece
Big stick this bitch got some kick I call it " Jet Li"
La'bro he gone slide & wet shit up I call em "Jet Ski"
If you wasn't up there on the S wit' me, can't get a check wit' me
Hollows hit his back, he tried to run but he got heavy feet
They mad I got motion while they broke, they want the RECIPE
I bet these niggas wan' kill me, they can't feel me but they smelling me
Cuz they know I'm the shit dawg
I got em pissed off
Betta get yo bitch I got her all up in my missed calls
I might use her throat, pass her to bro.. I feel like Chris Paul
Loyal to the soil, I can't change or I can't criss-cross
I been jumpin' gates since like 8, I was thuggin' young
Street lights, granny called my phone.. I wasn't comin' home
Bitches played me stiff all on my dick now that my money long
That shit hit my funny bone
Told that la'bitch run along
I can't chase a bitch I'm busy chasin' paper
I'm tryna get rich, I told her maybe later
Uhh, I'm tryna get rich la'bitch I'm gettin cheese
Inna road just took this trip it's me & PhillyGee
No I can't say a thing about the shit that we did
All that paper that we touched or all them bitches we hit
We done came up out the mud, so dass my dawg til the end
& he know I got BabyRay if this shit all hit the fan
(yeah, yeah)
In my city I got Poole just like I'm Jordan or sumn
Bet what I paid up on these shoes worth like a mortgage or sumn
Bro got the "blrddd" wit' the button, he let off more than 100
No we ain' never duckin' beef, he say it's war than we coming!
My la'bitch get bitches I ain' gotta cheat
Call up my a'runner we ain' gotta meet
You got the right to remain silent, you ain't gotta speak
That nigga got up in that room and said I gotta pee (RATTT)
You betta watch yo circle cause niggas ain't really thurl
Steady smokin' on this purple it help me cope wit' the world
It's a cold world nigga so you betta keep yo heater
If you ever heard some shit bout ATM, then please believe it NIGGA!
(If you wasn't up there on the S wit' me, can't get a check wit' me)
Hollows hit his back, he tried to run but he got heavy feet
They mad I got motion while they broke, they want the RECIPE
I bet these niggas wan' kill me, they can't feel me but they smelling me
Cuz they know I'm the shit dawg
I got em pissed off
Betta get yo bitch I got her all up in my missed calls
I might use her throat, pass her to bro.. I feel like Chris Paul
Loyal to the soil, I can't change or I can't criss-cross
Writer: ATM Fatknot
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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