I’m poppin’ my shit every mornin’ Then I go to paradise
Cough syrup got me dozin’ off I can see you in my afterlife He’s ’bout to clip me and he drove off He know somebody’s ’bout to die tonight I leave the baddies in the house SuperFly, that draco sittin’ in the couch I’m mummified Put out a fuckin’ message, tho I’m gon slide, I think I’m alive to get my money And I don’t get tired Sit in the back of the Phantom And have a good night Ain’t have to take nothin’ off Lit up like a light I can’t see nothin’ anyway Goin’ outta sight I get her lace on daily basis She’s my type I pop my shit and live lavish Never switch sides You can go to college, get a crib off the clothes I buy We in the top of the fuckin’ hills offa Sunset Drive I’m a product of the field, I’m just semi-disguised Get to trippin’ off a pill, but I’ll get me some cake I been jumpin’ on these leers That’s the way I’ma chase it Franklins comin’ by the layers That’s the way we gon’ make it She don’t know when I’m gon’ pop up So she gotta sleep naked I can tell the way they treat me They gon’ say I’m the greatest Ain’t no tellin’ if I leave if I’ma ever comeback Ain’t gon’ never let up, this lawyer bitch holdin’ me back I done called you out to my bank so we can hold my racks And all the love I got for Atlanta, I got the same for Chiraq You can’t help who you love, nigga That’s why God made thug niggas
Cough syrup got me dozin’ off I can see you in my afterlife He’s ’bout to clip me and he drove off He know somebody’s ’bout to die tonight I leave the baddies in the house SuperFly, that draco sittin’ in the couch I’m mummified Put out a fuckin’ message, tho I’m gon slide, I think I’m alive to get my money And I don’t get tired I think I’m alive to get my checks Fuck you niggas, I need to get it off my chest Fuck you niggas, I got my hitters in the cut I’m still that nigga I gotta flatten out her tummy I’m that nigga Talkin’ my time My new bank account gettin’ taller Lflood out Richard, it’s gon’ cost me at least a quarter And I been in my bag lately and I been poppin’ my collar I got a good taste in bitches ’cause they swallow I done birthed a lotta lil niggas, I’m their father Can’t be responsible for how you move, ’cause I taught ya Keepin it a thousand, location brutal, that’s how I was brought up Lil nigga had to pay his dues, man, slaughter Nine bracelets on me, baby, hold on, wait Nine rings on me, baby, hold on, wait Got that glizzy on me, baby, hold on, wait Don’t be shy with that pussy, hold on, wait Naughty vibes at the crib, pick a race I woulda said at least one hunnid to play it safe When it come to loud, I’ma roll with grade A I don’t go outta town unless I’m fillin’ up the safe I done crocodiled my product just to hold my racks And all the love I got for Atlanta, I got the same for Chiraq You can’t help who you love, nigga That’s why God made thug niggas