ATL Freestyle

Riding thru Atlanta
In a Cullinan
G26 I been clutching it
Nigga run down I
ma tuck 'em in
Chain in the trenches
I ain't tucking it
Team winning
Feel like Patrick Mahomes
Wake up 2 sales
The trap is my home
The plug give me a week
And the package is gone
Used 2 pray for a key while
I was chopping them stones
Paid a Diddy of G for these Carties
The Bitch like Barbie she got a new body
I was on Face Time with hearty
Told me run up a bag
I was running thru lobbies
Everything I do they going copy me
I been taking over like monopoly
You can play games, just not wit me
Niggaz play gangsta that is make believe

I got nicotine for the smoke
In your bitch dream, I'm the goat
Let my nuts hang like a rope
Might stain a nigga where the soap
(Huh)
Life's Gucci rocking Gucci socks
Long love terry long live pops
Free Erik out the feds
Free Son Son he state prop
When y'all come home it's lit
Talking shopping sprees Saks 5th
Talking bout overseas then trips
Talking bout Bentley's them whips
Bitches sucking dick all lips
Nigga play games he get zipped
Nigga play games he get zipped
Nigga play games he get zipped
Wasn't dealt the best hand
But I still won the game
Yea I wanna rap
But I still want some Cain
I'm a hustler at heart
It's running thru my veins
I'm a stand up man
I ain't fucking up my name
Aim yea I got it
I been hitting all the targets
It's a lot of different artist
but I swear the I'm the hardest
Bitch say I'm cold blooded, heartless
Got a lot of options
Young and I'm popping
Bullets hit his body now he chopping



Credits
Writer(s): Marcus Brooks
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