C.R.E.A.M.
All my niggas dying around me
Ain't nothing but square niggas out here now and they talking a lot shit we can't use to eat
Your gold does not rust
But my niggas turn to dust
I've got no one left to trust
So tell me why you ready die in a rush
Straight Atlanta nigga all about my C.R.E.A.M. nigga
Candy painted whips riding with my main niggas
All we see is red yea we laser beaming niggas
Had to be this way bitches hating real niggas
Straight Atlanta nigga all about creaming bitches
Pull up in the crib yea I'm about to smack that pussy
Couldn't get a feel rolled a blunt and poured the liquor
I can't even fuck I hate stupid fuck niggas
Go-on in the bed give me a second to clear my conscious
I see them niggas coming funny I ain't even running
They don't get it this nigging nigga all about his money
And if I said it then
Now I'll keep that shit a hundred
Cause that's the shit that'll keep a real niggas on top of the mountain
And that's the shit that keep our money printers stacking mountains
That's the shit that keep my lot from ever going hungry
That's the shit I learned from all my times down in county
Did some shit we had to do to come up from nothing
Robin Hood our hood yea you bet they stay saluting
Careful if come zig zag around me nigga
Gold plated ying yang for my trigger fingers
Don't come around you the wrong type distraction
I told momma I was never going go backwards
Cause I'm a straight Atlanta nigga all about the C.R.E.A.M. nigga
Candy painted whips scooping up my main niggas
Straight Atlanta nigga all about my C.R.E.A.M. nigga
Candy painted whips riding with my main niggas
All we see is red yea we laser beaming niggas
Had to be this way bitches hating real niggas
Straight Atlanta nigga all about creaming bitches
Pull up in the crib yea I'm about to smack that pussy
Couldn't get a feel rolled a blunt and poured the liquor
I can't even fuck I hate stupid fuck niggas
Go-on in the bed give me a second to clear my conscious
I see them niggas coming funny I ain't even running
They don't get it this nigging nigga all about his money
And if I said it then
Now I'll keep that shit a hundred
Cause that's the shit that'll keep a real niggas on top of the mountain
And that's the shit that keep our money printers stacking mountains
That's the shit that keep my lot from ever going hungry
That's the shit I learned from all my times down in county
Did some shit we had to do to come up from nothing
Robin Hood our hood yea I bet they stay saluting
Careful if come zig zag around me nigga
Gold plated ying yang for my trigger fingers
Don't come around you the wrong type distraction
I told momma I was never going backwards nigga
Straight Atlanta nigga all about the C.R.E.A.M. nigga
I'm straight Atlanta nigga so watch us count up all these figures
Straight Atlanta nigga all about my C.R.E.A.M. nigga
Candy painted whip riding with my main niggas
All we see is red yea we laser beaming niggas
Had to be this way bitches hating real niggas
Straight Atlanta nigga all about creaming bitches
Pull up in the crib yea I'm about to smack that pussy
Couldn't get a feel rolled a blunt and poured the liquor
I can't even fuck I hate stupid fuck niggas
Ain't nothing but square niggas out here now and they talking a lot shit we can't use to eat
Your gold does not rust
But my niggas turn to dust
I've got no one left to trust
So tell me why you ready die in a rush
Straight Atlanta nigga all about my C.R.E.A.M. nigga
Candy painted whips riding with my main niggas
All we see is red yea we laser beaming niggas
Had to be this way bitches hating real niggas
Straight Atlanta nigga all about creaming bitches
Pull up in the crib yea I'm about to smack that pussy
Couldn't get a feel rolled a blunt and poured the liquor
I can't even fuck I hate stupid fuck niggas
Go-on in the bed give me a second to clear my conscious
I see them niggas coming funny I ain't even running
They don't get it this nigging nigga all about his money
And if I said it then
Now I'll keep that shit a hundred
Cause that's the shit that'll keep a real niggas on top of the mountain
And that's the shit that keep our money printers stacking mountains
That's the shit that keep my lot from ever going hungry
That's the shit I learned from all my times down in county
Did some shit we had to do to come up from nothing
Robin Hood our hood yea you bet they stay saluting
Careful if come zig zag around me nigga
Gold plated ying yang for my trigger fingers
Don't come around you the wrong type distraction
I told momma I was never going go backwards
Cause I'm a straight Atlanta nigga all about the C.R.E.A.M. nigga
Candy painted whips scooping up my main niggas
Straight Atlanta nigga all about my C.R.E.A.M. nigga
Candy painted whips riding with my main niggas
All we see is red yea we laser beaming niggas
Had to be this way bitches hating real niggas
Straight Atlanta nigga all about creaming bitches
Pull up in the crib yea I'm about to smack that pussy
Couldn't get a feel rolled a blunt and poured the liquor
I can't even fuck I hate stupid fuck niggas
Go-on in the bed give me a second to clear my conscious
I see them niggas coming funny I ain't even running
They don't get it this nigging nigga all about his money
And if I said it then
Now I'll keep that shit a hundred
Cause that's the shit that'll keep a real niggas on top of the mountain
And that's the shit that keep our money printers stacking mountains
That's the shit that keep my lot from ever going hungry
That's the shit I learned from all my times down in county
Did some shit we had to do to come up from nothing
Robin Hood our hood yea I bet they stay saluting
Careful if come zig zag around me nigga
Gold plated ying yang for my trigger fingers
Don't come around you the wrong type distraction
I told momma I was never going backwards nigga
Straight Atlanta nigga all about the C.R.E.A.M. nigga
I'm straight Atlanta nigga so watch us count up all these figures
Straight Atlanta nigga all about my C.R.E.A.M. nigga
Candy painted whip riding with my main niggas
All we see is red yea we laser beaming niggas
Had to be this way bitches hating real niggas
Straight Atlanta nigga all about creaming bitches
Pull up in the crib yea I'm about to smack that pussy
Couldn't get a feel rolled a blunt and poured the liquor
I can't even fuck I hate stupid fuck niggas
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Writer(s): Bariboloka Nenbee
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