Atay 4 President

I can tell that you hate me
I know you think about it on the daily
You something in between a Bridget & Haley
You bad but you crazy, I'm glad that you lazy (Stupid bitch!)
I don't even got the time to get serious
Bitch I been around the block and now I'm tired of seeing it
I don't come around there you pushier then a dealership
Then you bitch and give me piss and I been tired of hearing it, fall back (Fall back!)
Make them leaves go red
You tryna get me to sleep
I don't need no bed
You share your brain and you weep
I don't need no head
I haven't slept in a week
I don't need no meds
I'm feeling good (Yea!)
I'm feeling great
Depression on the way but tell that motherfucka wait I got some
Bad bitches I'ma take on a date
And I don't need that sad boy tryna get in the way, no way

Yo uh
I got it good homie tell me what you want tho
I'ma grant a wish just like I'm Wanda and I'm Cosmo
I don't got a mansion so I'm rapping out a condo
20 years old and yo I used to work at Costco
Outside inside the lot
Hate that shit a lot tho
And I don't do drugs so I'm swerving from the potholes
All on up on my shit when girl like tell me whassup
I gotta bad little bitch and she refilling my cup like
What the fuck
Homie stop it yo you know I'm on some shit
Atay for President but I don't fuck with politics
The hurricane took the crane down but I demolish it
Ima run a hoe just like some butter churning Amish did
Mawfuckas I'm ill whats real
Seen a lot of white things through a twenty dollar bill
I used to go to bed so I could dream about a mill
And shoutout Joan, Bridget and Cindy from No Frills
Spit it cold Frozone grab my suit and I'm gone
She only care about the Percocets and Louis Viutton
Assuming I'm gone
Mawfucka proving me wrong
And now she only wanna fuck me when I sing her a song



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Writer(s): Adam Taylor
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