Atari (Remix)

I've been waiting all year
All fucking year
For these hoes
Mellowello get it cracking
Mellowello 'bout that action
To get the fuck off my dick bruh like damn (XO)

She off a bean mixing Perc with Bacardi
You joking lil' bitch I expose you like Maury
I talk to myself like I'm Christopher Robin
XO run it back I'm a grab the Lombardi
Got twin hallow tips and they match with the carbon
I get to the point like I eagerly sharpen
You bidding all quiet like damn silent auction
Blue tips putting red on his socks he from Boston
This mo'fuckin guala some shit that I had to get
She say that I'm sexy my voice is immaculate
He mad 'cause I spaz on his track yeah I had to vent
Left a red mark on her ass just from slapping it
Glocks in the big Benz, bag with a Mac in it
Bitches I get ten, pussy you adequate
Been on this rapping shit, bitch I'm a graduate
XO so goated I stomp on my challenges
Wait, just get it straight
I'm finna beat it up paint on her face like a canvas is
Louis V fanny I put seven bands in it
Run from the dick but she swear she could handle it
Beat from the back I can't find where the camera is
Kick that boul out of the stu yeah I banish him
Chat up on Snap but I peep you be vanishing
Off a few tens got me slurring and stammering
Oh, keep it ten toes
I be rocking double Richard Millie while I'm fucking on your hoe
Pussy wanna chat about some shit he doesn't know
And I'm a beat it in the Cadillac and send her in the Roles
She be swallowing my DNA and turn into a clone
Couldn't comprehend your words I'm off the wok in Styrofoam
And if you really want a problem I'm a link with you alone
They be telling me congratulations feeling like Malone
Racks up doing donuts on the street
Yeah I'm Anti Mafia I'm rocking with the fleet
Yeah I got big bands pussy you ain't making green
I be smoking on the za and it be punching like Ali
Yeah bitch I'm a star they got a planet just for me
I'm a give her back shots putting up a knee
All these shawtys hele shallow but my guala looking steep
I don't like a pillow talker swear to God that shit a peeve
Sheesh, rolling up a facial ten G's
Yeah I'm hallucinating almost everything I see
Swear to God I'll never die they got to put me seven feet
I don't hand out any verses gotta pay me for a feat
I be making money why the fuck I gotta deal with her
Swear to God the Percy never kick in when it need to work
Balling like a Laker wet him up in all the cedar huh
I lost so many times that's why she mad I ain't believing her
They be ducking all the smoke it's like I'm handing out subpoenas huh
I remember chillin in the crib but now I fill arenas huh
You be bragging 'bout a pint but I be downing couple liters huh
And brodie pull up on you and he got a couple heaters tucked
Chop go
Let it clap you
Why the fuck you saying how you feel I didn't ask you
Why the fuck you getting hele mad you got an attitude
Copping all this water my new Patek cost a Malibu
Brodie say I'm goated he like ain't nobody challenge you
If you asking who be dropping all this guala I'm accountable
Remember you was saying me succeeding sounded doubtable
Eyes be shaking rapid like I'm geeking off an Adderall
Yeah you miss your chance you hit me up I'm unavailable
I know that pussy hate me brodie say I'm highly hate able
I'm going taking off there ain't nobody that I'm waiting for
I be cracking all these seals and you be booted off a ladle full
Wait, bitch keep hearing me please
I cop you Celine and Amiri my jeans
I pour up a four while I'm steering my V
Give smoke with no filter got weed in my teeth
They be shooting they shot like J Harden on me
The blunt it gone punch like Muhammed Ali
I'm dropping this cash so my Autemars gleam
Don't come in my face with the drama I'm g
I got Giuseppe
I got this money now hoes wanna mess with me
She showing me off on my momma she flexing me
I'm feeling all drowsy the wocky affecting me
Can't figure me out just try one more recipe
That boy isn't sturdy on God he pretend to be
Wello what's up how you think of this melody
I pray for my brodie he fight off a felony
I be locking on a bean I sturdy up I'm holding aim
Pop a Superman pill and then I look for Louis Lane
Brodie focus on your guala don't you wait for hoe to change
They is mad because I'm winning throwing dirt up on my name
Meet god, keep guard, three ball, I'm a big baller
I ain't answering shit bae keep calling
I be standing on my money and I get taller
They be saying when you rich shit get harder