Atm - Nsf

McGregor

Aye we got ATM and Whynaut on the track again
Yessir, yerr bitch

Even when I lose it's a W like McGregor
I don't give a fuck about the price of gas I'm in a tesla
Wear the Goose in the summer I don't care bitch I'm a flexer
I'ma put you on the ropes and I ain't even a wrestler
In the booth cookin' up bitch I feel like chef Ramsay
I ain't no angel got no halo but still pull up in a banshee
She said I'm too nasty, I said she too fancy
Life's a beach and I stay swimming while you hoes just get sandy aye
No motherfucking hook on the track
One take that's facts
You should know that I ain't running shit back that's wack
Keep it a hunnit so I'm blue like tack
AC on 'cause I'm cool like that it's so sad
That y'all been sleepin' on me takin naps
All this love I ain't stupid I know you fakin' that
Call me Robbie Williams 'cause I ain't takin' that
Really ain't much that I won't do to make this paper stack
Ain't no debatin' that
I don't care what game you playing at
I stay focused stay grounded keepin' score countin' and you know I'm not just saying that
Aye, this shit is greater than rap
The mainstream I don't cater to that
I'll give a hater a dap
It ain't his fault that he cant tell that I snap
On every single fuckin' verse so where your anuses at
I'm tryna fuck I'm tryna nut
I'm tryna let you all know what the fuck is up
See this is really all skill and just a little luck
It only really takes practice to run it up
I'm not even bothered by y'all sewing sin
A tugboat up shit's creek is what you're rowing in
I'm like Rich Homie promise I won't stop going in
You can't walk what I'm tiptoeing in well fuck with me

You can't walk what I'm tiptoeing in lil' bitch



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