Michael Vick

Ok
Okaaaay, um

Nigga
I be swaggin with my balls out
Don't like nigga
Call Out
Bitch don't have your arms out
Or hands too, the plans proof
Cuz when we bring the mob out
Fuck it bruh, Call out
Brothers never fall out
Cuz on my mama when we all connect shit we go all out
You other niggas, Call out
Don't make me bring the dog out
Leave you in the fogs out
You snoozin with the card now
They find you whats the odds now
The CHLDRN bout to rock out

Ali lit the torch in Atlanta you can't tell me shit
Gucci mane been out my nigga you can't get a brick
Ain't no foreigns out yo garage you can't get a stick
Feds got yo ass on a leash no more hittin' licks
Stand yo funky ass to the side you can't get a pic
Even in a brothel my nigga you couldn't hit a bitch
Even if you had you some beat you couldn't hit a switch
Switch flows, which roles, I play I guess I'm a Michael Vick
7 On my chest it's a lucky number the uno pick
Several inches slide in yo momma guess it's the uno fit
Seven fuckin dollar I gamble playing that uno bitch
That 7 won I'm poppin my collar reppin that uno click

I be swaggin with my balls out
Don't like nigga
Call Out
Bitch don't have your arms out
Or hands too, the plans proof
Cuz when we bring the mob out
Fuck it bruh, Call out
Brothers never fall out
Cuz on my mama when we all connect shit we go all out
You other niggas, Call out
Don't make me bring the dog out
Leave you in the fogs out
You snoozin with the card now
They find you whats the odds now
The CHLDRN bout to rock out

If you ain't gang I ain't fuccin wit you
Hahn nigga call out
You da type that I'll head checc when I'm takin the ball out
You a bitch plus you ain't gettin em
It was bound for us to fall out
Yo doll need a nigga to call
I'm the nigga she call now
I pull up let that bitch bang
Tracc meets, piss stains
High as fucc, this strain
From Melbourne or Brisbane
Shout out to my flight plug
Cuz I'm First Class boarding each plane
With them 40s up underneath it
Like they riding up under da seat mane
I can hear the shit you talking
But honestly I can't see the aim
If we talking lit, you all mimosas
Bitch I'm the Golden Grain
Spice, molly, robutussin, da coke and beans
We ain't grow the same
Cuz I'm from that part of i10 right where the dope exchange
Its Tate Nigga

I be swaggin with my balls out
Don't like nigga
Call Out
Bitch dont have your arms out
Or hands too, the plans proof
Cuz when we bring the mob out
Fuck it bruh, Call out
Brothers never fall out
Cuz on my mama when we all connect shit we go all out
You other niggas, Call out
Don't make me bring the dog out
Leave you in the fogs out
You snoozin with the car now
They find you whats the odds now
The CHLDRN bout to rock out

Now who am I? Im Kostello, TWSC representer
To my momma I'm a saint to the streets I'm a sinner
Man, cold as the winter get under skin like splinters
I'm a marksman who mark men if you play with my dinner
School of hard knocks top of my class
Graduated, infatuated with flips double my bread n save it
If you ain't Tu, Tate, or Fif can't do no favors
Like Nellz said the dope good by the way I got it taped up
Ain't no way you can play us
Dress in black like the raiders
The bad acting that y'all do is worst then TI on takers
My niggaz served that land o lakes
Eyes wide won't take a break
Joey and Tate Mask in a Bucket y'all easily can be erased

I be swaggin with my balls out
Don't like nigga
Call Out
Bitch dont have your arms out
Or hands too, the plans proof
Cuz when we bring the mob out
Fuck it bruh, Call out
Brothers never fall out
Cuz on my mama when we all connect shit we go all out
You other niggas, Call out
Don't make me bring the dog out
Leave you in the fogs out
You snoozin with the car now
They find you whats the odds now
The CHLDRN bout to rock out