Ville to the Stixks
From the Ville to the Sticks
Got Atlanta in the mix
Gonna take you on a trip
Let me take you on a trip
All these hoes fake
I don't need no bitch
All these niggas mad
I don't need no clique
From the Ville to the Sticks
Got Atlanta in the mix
Gonna take you on a trip
Let me take you on a trip
All these hoes fake
I don't need no bitch
All these niggas mad
I don't need no clique
See it's Zayne on the track
Yea I'm ready to attack
I ain't never looking back
I'm just getting these racks
Never going broke
Call me ZNBA
I'm a Georgia boy
But I'm not from the A
See I lived in the A
But I'm really from the Ville
To the snakes in the grass
I don't care how you feel
Gotta hone in
Like I'm going for the kill
Red dot on my goal
Nigga that's a Navy Seal
Yeen got beef with me
Bro you small veal
Fuck with me
I turn you blue and green, teal
Got this man spinning
Like a highlight reel
I know you see this
Strong arm, kneel
Diamond in the rough
Call me Alladin
Can't catch me
Bitch I'm Barry Allen
One of a kind
So I got me a patent
Alone at the top
Like an island Staten
From the Ville to the Sticks
Got Atlanta in the mix
Gonna take you on a trip
Let me take you on a trip
All these hoes fake
I don't need no bitch
All these niggas mad
I don't need no clique
From the Ville to the Sticks
Got Atlanta in the mix
Gonna take you on a trip
Let me take you on a trip
All these hoes fake
I don't need no bitch
All these niggas mad
I don't need no clique
From the Ville to the Sticks
Going through Zone 6
I got my dogs, Micheal Vick
Lil baby, don't trip
I got the juice take a sip
I'm going up starship
I'm a Bad Boy
Men in Black, Will Smith
Driving through my city
Yea I ride with my top off
Mess with my fam
Nigga I'll knock yo top off
Mr. Miyagi
With the karate hand chop
Wipe a nigga nose
Call that wax on wax off
I'm finna dominate, obliterate
If you don't know that, then you're late
If you don't get out of my way
I'll pop pop pop you in a crate
Execute your final fate
End your life at any rate
I'm finna start an earthquake
From all the noise that I'm gon make
All I know is you better give me respect
Before I put on my Timbs and I stomp on your neck
Who got my back, I got my back
Don't need no one else boy and that's big facts
People they see me don't know how to act
From the Ville to the Sticks boy they try and attack
I shake and bake got them stuck on they back
Down for four seconds, boy that's a sack
From the Ville to the Sticks
Got Atlanta in the mix
Gonna take you on a trip
Let me take you on a trip
All these hoes fake
I don't need no bitch
All these niggas mad
I don't need no clique
From the Ville to the Sticks
Got Atlanta in the mix
Gonna take you on a trip
Let me take you on a trip
All these hoes fake
I don't need no bitch
All these niggas mad
I don't need no clique
From the Ville to the Stixks
Got Atlanta in the mix
Gonna take you on a trip
Let me take you on a trip
All these hoes fake
I don't need no bitch
All these niggas mad
I don't need no clique
From the Ville to the Sticks
Got Atlanta in the mix
Gonna take you on a trip
Let me take you on a trip
All these hoes fake
I don't need no bitch
All these niggas mad
I don't need no clique
Got Atlanta in the mix
Gonna take you on a trip
Let me take you on a trip
All these hoes fake
I don't need no bitch
All these niggas mad
I don't need no clique
From the Ville to the Sticks
Got Atlanta in the mix
Gonna take you on a trip
Let me take you on a trip
All these hoes fake
I don't need no bitch
All these niggas mad
I don't need no clique
See it's Zayne on the track
Yea I'm ready to attack
I ain't never looking back
I'm just getting these racks
Never going broke
Call me ZNBA
I'm a Georgia boy
But I'm not from the A
See I lived in the A
But I'm really from the Ville
To the snakes in the grass
I don't care how you feel
Gotta hone in
Like I'm going for the kill
Red dot on my goal
Nigga that's a Navy Seal
Yeen got beef with me
Bro you small veal
Fuck with me
I turn you blue and green, teal
Got this man spinning
Like a highlight reel
I know you see this
Strong arm, kneel
Diamond in the rough
Call me Alladin
Can't catch me
Bitch I'm Barry Allen
One of a kind
So I got me a patent
Alone at the top
Like an island Staten
From the Ville to the Sticks
Got Atlanta in the mix
Gonna take you on a trip
Let me take you on a trip
All these hoes fake
I don't need no bitch
All these niggas mad
I don't need no clique
From the Ville to the Sticks
Got Atlanta in the mix
Gonna take you on a trip
Let me take you on a trip
All these hoes fake
I don't need no bitch
All these niggas mad
I don't need no clique
From the Ville to the Sticks
Going through Zone 6
I got my dogs, Micheal Vick
Lil baby, don't trip
I got the juice take a sip
I'm going up starship
I'm a Bad Boy
Men in Black, Will Smith
Driving through my city
Yea I ride with my top off
Mess with my fam
Nigga I'll knock yo top off
Mr. Miyagi
With the karate hand chop
Wipe a nigga nose
Call that wax on wax off
I'm finna dominate, obliterate
If you don't know that, then you're late
If you don't get out of my way
I'll pop pop pop you in a crate
Execute your final fate
End your life at any rate
I'm finna start an earthquake
From all the noise that I'm gon make
All I know is you better give me respect
Before I put on my Timbs and I stomp on your neck
Who got my back, I got my back
Don't need no one else boy and that's big facts
People they see me don't know how to act
From the Ville to the Sticks boy they try and attack
I shake and bake got them stuck on they back
Down for four seconds, boy that's a sack
From the Ville to the Sticks
Got Atlanta in the mix
Gonna take you on a trip
Let me take you on a trip
All these hoes fake
I don't need no bitch
All these niggas mad
I don't need no clique
From the Ville to the Sticks
Got Atlanta in the mix
Gonna take you on a trip
Let me take you on a trip
All these hoes fake
I don't need no bitch
All these niggas mad
I don't need no clique
From the Ville to the Stixks
Got Atlanta in the mix
Gonna take you on a trip
Let me take you on a trip
All these hoes fake
I don't need no bitch
All these niggas mad
I don't need no clique
From the Ville to the Sticks
Got Atlanta in the mix
Gonna take you on a trip
Let me take you on a trip
All these hoes fake
I don't need no bitch
All these niggas mad
I don't need no clique
Credits
Writer(s): Zayne Freshley
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