Atlanta Braves (feat. DJAfroKid)
I just do me let girl come up house
However she want to come up
She want to come above my name
Better do you support
She go hard like foreal
They said she the female wick
She the female female umm
That's a compliment
I just laughed at the post because I thought it Was funny
I like damn she sound like auto
And she went and made a whole diss track
I like damn, that's how she coming
Like, I thought it was cool thoe
Like it went hard
I don't know if she expected me to like say Sum thoe
Like it go hard
Like come on now, you know I don't do that
Yeah
I'm on a rock
Let's get it very clear, I'm a legend
Salvatore Ferragamo rested on my denim
Black spider crawlin with the liquid like I'm Venom
Rocking Saatchi airoffs bumpin big punn Rest in peace
When I up the Choppa you won't even get a Chance to speak
So why you walking way
I'm talking to you meat head
Flexing like a stray, but you ain't the food we Fed
Purple silk threaded in my sheets
That's a neat bed
I can take your girl
And say she thicker than some wheat bread
Original Penguin you can smell it on my Clothes
Pealing from success you can see it on my Nose
Flexing bout yo money
But you never got no clothes
Tell me that you praying
But you claim you sold yo soul
How you talk about it bout it
You ain't never hold no gun
How you talk about sum work
You ain't never had no fun
Take that badge up off your shirt
You ain't never on the run
Why you steady trynna flirt
You know girl aint my delicious dinner I made for her
Imma bout to get fly
It's gonna take an army for me to die
Imma bout to get gone
I'm trynna work
So baby leave me alone
Imma bout to get fly
It's gonna take an army for me to die
Imma bout to get gone
So baby leave me aloh
Why your baby trynna sing along
I kill 2 birds with 35,000 Stones
I hit your grandma
And then i tried to fly her home
It's Big DD Baby
I'm a different type of grown
I got pery Ellis all up on my body
Now got your baby riding like a cowasoki
And I got that rocket
All up in my pocket
And I'm wit your girl and she is hotter than some Takis
Never catch me lackin
Cause I hangin wit my posse
Goin Asap
You should Nick name me rocky
Baby white wit chocolate at the bottom
Like some pockey
Ice sliding cross my neck
Like I'm playing hockey
I never lackin Brodie
Cause I got the fire on me
I need a second round baby
Don't get tired on me
I had to kill him dead
Cause he had the wire on em
I'm only showing him one picture fire emoji
However she want to come up
She want to come above my name
Better do you support
She go hard like foreal
They said she the female wick
She the female female umm
That's a compliment
I just laughed at the post because I thought it Was funny
I like damn she sound like auto
And she went and made a whole diss track
I like damn, that's how she coming
Like, I thought it was cool thoe
Like it went hard
I don't know if she expected me to like say Sum thoe
Like it go hard
Like come on now, you know I don't do that
Yeah
I'm on a rock
Let's get it very clear, I'm a legend
Salvatore Ferragamo rested on my denim
Black spider crawlin with the liquid like I'm Venom
Rocking Saatchi airoffs bumpin big punn Rest in peace
When I up the Choppa you won't even get a Chance to speak
So why you walking way
I'm talking to you meat head
Flexing like a stray, but you ain't the food we Fed
Purple silk threaded in my sheets
That's a neat bed
I can take your girl
And say she thicker than some wheat bread
Original Penguin you can smell it on my Clothes
Pealing from success you can see it on my Nose
Flexing bout yo money
But you never got no clothes
Tell me that you praying
But you claim you sold yo soul
How you talk about it bout it
You ain't never hold no gun
How you talk about sum work
You ain't never had no fun
Take that badge up off your shirt
You ain't never on the run
Why you steady trynna flirt
You know girl aint my delicious dinner I made for her
Imma bout to get fly
It's gonna take an army for me to die
Imma bout to get gone
I'm trynna work
So baby leave me alone
Imma bout to get fly
It's gonna take an army for me to die
Imma bout to get gone
So baby leave me aloh
Why your baby trynna sing along
I kill 2 birds with 35,000 Stones
I hit your grandma
And then i tried to fly her home
It's Big DD Baby
I'm a different type of grown
I got pery Ellis all up on my body
Now got your baby riding like a cowasoki
And I got that rocket
All up in my pocket
And I'm wit your girl and she is hotter than some Takis
Never catch me lackin
Cause I hangin wit my posse
Goin Asap
You should Nick name me rocky
Baby white wit chocolate at the bottom
Like some pockey
Ice sliding cross my neck
Like I'm playing hockey
I never lackin Brodie
Cause I got the fire on me
I need a second round baby
Don't get tired on me
I had to kill him dead
Cause he had the wire on em
I'm only showing him one picture fire emoji
Credits
Writer(s): Alrahim Wright Iii
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