[INTRO]
C#m A B x2
(ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob)
[VERSE]
C#m
I pop out a Rolls set, all baguette
C#m A
I ain't fuckin' with you, bitch, I think I'm all that (Swerv')
B C#m
Hit my accountant, gave him six hundred thousand, all checks
C#m A
Got like six foreign whips, they all black, they all matte
B
Fuck her and don't call back
C#m
She get stressed, now she stressed, she get wet off a text
A B
She get text just for sex, I don't bap, I don't flex (Phew)
C#m
Then I'm on to the next, I be gone off the neck (Huh)
A B
Hit the phone when it's dead, turn the homе into black
C#m
Eliante, VVS, ain't no Chrome on my neck (You know that)
C#m
How hе livin' like that? He ain't got no platinum plaques
C#m
Swervo pulled up, all roses, me and foe'nem, back to back
C#m
We them niggas out the 'Raq, rap, but we don't gotta rap
[VERSE]
C#m
All black whip to blick the MAC, it ain't nothin' to get you whacked
C#m
In the studio with MACs, so I might forget to rap
C#m
Where I'm from, like Vietnam, most my bitches from the 'Raq
C#m
We just good at postin' a gun, never made them bitches clap
C#m
Yeah, ain't really ate nothin' today, but some beans, boy
C#m
We ain't gon' tell you that you food, we just gon' eat, boy
C#m
Turn me up a little, boy, I can't hear them niggas
C#m
You play Malcolm Middle, then you droppin' the rental (Hmm)
C#m
I ain't no worried 'bout no fake ass, lame ass
C#m
Suckin' dick for a deal, gay ass rapper nigga
C#m
Like a birthday cake, you get your face smashed, ASAP
C#m
Snipers always first to strike, 'cause I don't like to pay back
C#m
At race track, I'm sellin' gas, Charmin, I'm on niggas ass
C#m
Brand new 'Rari, bought it cash, totin' a carbon, I'm with a flash
C#m
I run from bitches, fall in love with me too fast
C#m
I don't run from smoke, this shit for sure, Go ask the task
[OUTRO]
(ATL Jacob)