ROTTEN KID

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Unh, unh, unh, unh
Sippin' codeine till my teeth rot
These niggas dubs, I'm cold-hearted, but this Glock hot

Bro was about to blow, then got a dub they need to free lil' rot
Only thing I learned from my uncle is how to whip that pot
In that dope spot, yeah, playin' with dirty birds
Fuck what you heard Atlanta really like, Iraq, nigga

I'm cutthroat, all we do is throw knives and scissors
Ayy, check my backpack, it's nothing
But pounds and sizzurp and probably some
Ammunition cause, these fuck niggas be switchin

All my niggas work together like we're oiled Pistons
I don't trust shit, I know a nigga got killed by a Christian
And I'll forever dog a bitch like that nigga Tristan, yeah
One false move, you'll in up missing

In life it's a forever game, ain't no intermission
You can't pause this shit, nigga, go with your intuition
You can't pause this shit, nigga, go with your intuition
I know niggas posing as bitches, don't get caught fishin'

Ain't shit, to steal a couple pictures with a bitch with a fat ass
Then start dm'n niggas, that got that money, then take it from em
Cause ain't no rules in this shit, this shit cutthroat
Fuck you mean, nigga, everybody in Atlanta famous

You ain't knew nigga, you ain't special
Ain't shit to take you off, nigga, it's GTA, nigga
Yeah, it's GTA, nigga, but it ain't no game, nigga

Sippin' codeine till my teeth rot
These niggas dubs, I'm cold-hearted, but this Glock hot

Bro was about to blow, then got a dub they need to free lil' rot
Only thing I learned from my uncle is how to whip that pot
In that dope spot, yeah, playin' with dirty birds
Fuck what you heard Atlanta really like, Iraq, nigga

I'm cutthroat, all we do is throw knives and scissors
Ayy, check my backpack, it's nothing
But pounds and sizzurp



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Writer(s): Kevin Bailey Bailey
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