Alter Ego

Ima get high as the muhfuckin' pilot then hop on the plane
Call up my slime, we ain't ridin' solo
We got the AP, but my bro say he ain't keepin' it plain
I love my bruddas, my slatt, my kinfolk
Come out the gutter, yo money grow tenfold
Come out the gutter, get dollars, get C notes
I'm wit my slime, my Alter Ego
I'm wit my slime and we wiping ya nose
They don't know where I be buyin' these clothes
They don't know where I be findin' these hoes
She want Chanel, she get open toes
Even my hoes got alter egos
I'm On The Block, I'm swingin' the pole

It's really Atlanta to Broward, you feel me
Alter Ego shit, you know
I love my bruddas, my slatt, my kinfolk
Come out the gutter, yo money grow tenfold
Come out the gutter, get dollars get C notes
I'm wit my slime, my Alter Ego
I'm wit my slime and we wiping ya nose
Bitch I'm the muhfuckin' Vivienne soldier

My brodie gon' rock as soon as I roll
The neck on the rocks, the pendant got cold
Put him in a box, he not getting old
We wearin' designer: Vivienne coat
Tear up the road
Catch 'em then spray 'em and roll 'em
Crash on a opp, go to L.A
I'm on the road going to L.A
Fly helicopter, propelling
My Alter Ego get fly like an airplane
(I'm prada you Ronnie)
I feel all the envy
She told me to cuff her already
She told me to cuff her already
Codeine my cup it got red
AE watching my back
Martine rose on the back
Told you go through the back
(Told you go through the back)
I been rollin' off X
I been runnin' through Saks
All of these stones on the neck
You niggas be broke on the net
You niggas be so upset
I love my brudda to death
I love my twin to death...

I love my bruddas, my slatt, my kinfolk
Come out the gutter, yo money grow tenfold
Come out the gutter, get dollars get C notes
I'm wit my slime, my Alter Ego
I'm wit my slime and we wiping ya nose
Bitch I'm the muhfuckin' Vivienne soldier



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Writer(s): Chris Wilson
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