Atlanta (feat. Jack)
You want some smoke better have you a bag
Lil n from the trenches back way in my past yeah
I remember I was in last yeah
Askin' ma dukes for some cash yeah
Bad bitch keep shaking her ass on me
Thought she was praying that bitch on her knees
Draco 100 rounds sing like Alisha Keys
That might be yo bitch in her mouth is my seeds
We beat the block down you thought it was creed
Hustlin' too much think I'm suffering from greed
32 slimy not talkin' Lil Keed
White runtz in my lungs I can barely even breathe
Lil bitch a bop-it I just want to squeeze
My bitch want to leave me so I told the bitch to leave
Paranoid I thought that shit was a dream
12 get behind me then its need for speed
He think he sneaky my whip got the back camera
Young nigga trappin' n shit I'm from Atlanta
Bad bitch I'm fuckin' from Mobile Alabama
Kevin Hart shit cuz I keep me a black hammer
Lil bra sweet so we push up to clap at him
Lil n out the window with strap so we mac at him
He might as well kill me cuz I'm comin' back at him
Audible gang 32 send the blitz at him
Im from the land you get ate by coyotes
He say he steppin' he gone have to show me
Don't post at my store with no motherfuckin' Rollie
My shooter gone shoot give a fuck bout' yo goalie
Remember days I was stuck in the dark
I was showin' you love you wasn't playin' yo part
As a youngin' my mama say boy have some heart
I was suffering through pain and it left me with scars
You want some smoke better have you a bag
Lil n from the trenches back way in my past yeah
I remember I was in last yeah
Askin' ma dukes for some cash yeah
Bad bitch keep shaking her ass on me
Thought she was prayin' that bitch on her knees
Draco 100 rounds sing like Alisha Keys
That might be yo bitch in her mouth is my seeds
We beat the block down you thought it was creed
Hustlin' too much think I'm suffering from greed
32 slimy not talkin' Lil Keed
White runtz in my lungs I can barely even breathe
Lil bitch a bop-it I just want to squeeze
My bitch want to leave me so I told the bitch to leave
Paranoid I thought that shit was a dream
12 get behind me then it's need for speed
Slide ride I'm 22 but I stay with a 9
I hit for some bags felt like it was my time
Ain't no n gave me shit I had to grind
Hit with the stick make a n recline
Took the boy off make him give me his shine
Know n be plotting I'm slanging dat iron
Till we see bodies drop tell them boys to keep firing
We hitting' yo block with them flashlights ain't no need for no hide out
We hop in dat truck wit 100 some shots when me and 3 2 finna ride out
We gone come to yo block we gone rock out
Pull up pop out we call that a knock out
Don't trap on Tuesday we know when them cops out
Nigga want smoke then we pulling them Glocks out
Jack
You want some smoke better have you a bag
Lil n from the trenches back way in my past yeah
I remember I was in last yeah
Askin' ma dukes for some cash yeah
Bad bitch keep shaking her ass on me
Thought she was praying that bitch on her knees
Draco 100 rounds sing like Alisha Keys
That might be yo bitch in her mouth is my seeds
We beat the block down you thought it was creed
Hustling too much think I'm suffering from greed
32 slimy not talkin' Lil Keed
White runtz in my lungs I can barely even breathe
Lil bitch a bop-it I just want to squeeze
My bitch want to leave me so I told the bitch to leave
Paranoid I thought that shit was a dream
12 get behind me then its need for speed
Lil n from the trenches back way in my past yeah
I remember I was in last yeah
Askin' ma dukes for some cash yeah
Bad bitch keep shaking her ass on me
Thought she was praying that bitch on her knees
Draco 100 rounds sing like Alisha Keys
That might be yo bitch in her mouth is my seeds
We beat the block down you thought it was creed
Hustlin' too much think I'm suffering from greed
32 slimy not talkin' Lil Keed
White runtz in my lungs I can barely even breathe
Lil bitch a bop-it I just want to squeeze
My bitch want to leave me so I told the bitch to leave
Paranoid I thought that shit was a dream
12 get behind me then its need for speed
He think he sneaky my whip got the back camera
Young nigga trappin' n shit I'm from Atlanta
Bad bitch I'm fuckin' from Mobile Alabama
Kevin Hart shit cuz I keep me a black hammer
Lil bra sweet so we push up to clap at him
Lil n out the window with strap so we mac at him
He might as well kill me cuz I'm comin' back at him
Audible gang 32 send the blitz at him
Im from the land you get ate by coyotes
He say he steppin' he gone have to show me
Don't post at my store with no motherfuckin' Rollie
My shooter gone shoot give a fuck bout' yo goalie
Remember days I was stuck in the dark
I was showin' you love you wasn't playin' yo part
As a youngin' my mama say boy have some heart
I was suffering through pain and it left me with scars
You want some smoke better have you a bag
Lil n from the trenches back way in my past yeah
I remember I was in last yeah
Askin' ma dukes for some cash yeah
Bad bitch keep shaking her ass on me
Thought she was prayin' that bitch on her knees
Draco 100 rounds sing like Alisha Keys
That might be yo bitch in her mouth is my seeds
We beat the block down you thought it was creed
Hustlin' too much think I'm suffering from greed
32 slimy not talkin' Lil Keed
White runtz in my lungs I can barely even breathe
Lil bitch a bop-it I just want to squeeze
My bitch want to leave me so I told the bitch to leave
Paranoid I thought that shit was a dream
12 get behind me then it's need for speed
Slide ride I'm 22 but I stay with a 9
I hit for some bags felt like it was my time
Ain't no n gave me shit I had to grind
Hit with the stick make a n recline
Took the boy off make him give me his shine
Know n be plotting I'm slanging dat iron
Till we see bodies drop tell them boys to keep firing
We hitting' yo block with them flashlights ain't no need for no hide out
We hop in dat truck wit 100 some shots when me and 3 2 finna ride out
We gone come to yo block we gone rock out
Pull up pop out we call that a knock out
Don't trap on Tuesday we know when them cops out
Nigga want smoke then we pulling them Glocks out
Jack
You want some smoke better have you a bag
Lil n from the trenches back way in my past yeah
I remember I was in last yeah
Askin' ma dukes for some cash yeah
Bad bitch keep shaking her ass on me
Thought she was praying that bitch on her knees
Draco 100 rounds sing like Alisha Keys
That might be yo bitch in her mouth is my seeds
We beat the block down you thought it was creed
Hustling too much think I'm suffering from greed
32 slimy not talkin' Lil Keed
White runtz in my lungs I can barely even breathe
Lil bitch a bop-it I just want to squeeze
My bitch want to leave me so I told the bitch to leave
Paranoid I thought that shit was a dream
12 get behind me then its need for speed
Credits
Writer(s): Bryan Withers
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