B. Baby - Atlant4 vibes Lyrics

Came up from nothing, this shit feel good She said she want some dick, but she too crazy
Man, I'm good, and you know this pain run deep It's in my kin, it's in my blood
And I call my niggas my brothers, cause I don't F*ck with cuz
Icky, icky, fla, fla 556 come out the sticky Before I crash, I'll call my twin
I'm tryna see if I'm too wicked Shawty said she tryna f*ck
I said, come on, you know I dig it Asking if I f*cked her raw
Na that's a scram, you know I didnt
Asking if I sold that dub Before my class, you know I did
This 762 out to Drake Go make em trip, we split his wig I'll probably still be up in jail
If all the cops see what I did We took his pole asking for it back
Lil' bro, yo, ass a jit Got some partners, SB5
Got some partners, EBK And lil' bro dissing on Pnut
We finna slide with fullt dracs And this bitch green, she on my dick
But I can't go, get out my face I been going through this dark ways
Don't know how much it take Ah, shit, what can I say
This on God, These , 762 It's gon' eat up that boy face
Saw Lil' twin poof through the back He hit that nigga in the spine
She asked if I wanna f*ck I said, hell yeah, you read my mind
Had to block the bitch, she on my phone She wasting all my time
Told my lil' bro that we good He trying to crash
I said, come on, you good We don't need to do time
Niggas keep dissing on my gang Like that shit gon' give em fame
Hit his brain, best believe I left a stain
Gotta pay attention, this shit get crazy in the A
Last year I was unknow Now these bitches Know my name
I'm only 14 This is real life
Walking in the building, these bitches know me
Never go out bad Never thought they'd try to hold me
Talk ain't doing nothing, so hell nah, they cannot hold me
Yeah, J did nothing, never went out bad
Pussy tryna play, now we on his ass took your bitch, I know this sad
Now that I'm up, I'm really glad Cause all of the times I ain't had
Sleeping on the floor, did not have a mattress
B baby walk around with baggage
U is some trash, gon' hang with the maggots
Come on, come on, nigga try to play, get hit in the nose
Beat his head, put his ass in a coon I ain't from Georgia , I'm not from rome
Why you keep talking, pussy tryna love
Beat his head, put his ass in a coon
Childhood, yeah, I was alone
Remember the days, sleeping on the sofa
Look at the kid, now I'm getting older
Now I know