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lirik lagu myob – scotty atl

[hook]
n-gga popped up like wala
freaky b-tch, no -ss, sl!ck game like oh
tell you anythin’ for a dollar
can’t trust these n-ggas, father d-mned
i can thump
puttin’ on pounds in my wallet
i’ma die, i’ma die, i’ma die, i’ma die
chains on my neck like collar
been poppin’ my collar
i was just mindin’ my business
i was just mindin’ my business
now pocket filled up with bands
can’t come back home without this
i was just mindin’ my business
i was just mindin’ my business
now pocket filled up with bands
can’t come back home without this

[verse 1]
had my weight up on my fitted
smokin’ this sh-t, taste like citrus
i left my b-tch with a tinted
i’m jiggin’ you to my riches
take over game in a minute
kil the game and forgive me
swimmin’ in all of your women
n-gga you don’t know you finished
young n-gga snare like bruh
let talk down on a p-ssy n-gga, yeah let ’em feed it
gettin’ all the brain i can get out this hoe
i need that and i told her she brainy
cool but i come in like an air hog
i keep the money runnin’ in on my cashflow
i know the plug, i ain’t never gettin’ tagged hoe
they can’t shut me on, never slap hoes
period, all a n-gga want is the comma
keep my circle tight, real good vibes
i ain’t got time for drama
i’m sittin’ in the cut
i’m sittin’ in the cut
smokin’ on the good marijuana
i gotta get m ’cause i upcrib
that ain’t halle berry and some mama

[verse 2]
had to get my -ss out the house
scared money don’t make no money, that facts
meet you on pride street, all flair
roll backwoods on louis v wild bag
boy, i fall in the spot like crash you
two crown hustle like i ain’t got sh-t
gotta pocket full
i ain’t even got a whole lot of sh-t to say
9 times outta 10, n-gga ain’t gon’ pull up
i’m achievin’ my goal
jack full of glitter and a mouth full of gold
blunt full of k!ller and a couch full of hoes
countin’ this money like a hustler supposed
doin’ in the mornin’ what you do in the day
i’m doin’ in the day what you do in a week
i don’t know sh-t then i ain’t gon’ speak
everythin’ g, no sneak, no sneak
i’m ballin’ so hard that i ain’t even gotta sweat it
i’m tryna get head while i’m finna watch some telly
stayin’ in that -ss like baby got a wedgie
i ride with my nina ’til the end like webbie
they either gon’ salute you or they gon’ shoot you
pay your dues in the game or they gon’ boot you
get your money now, still plan for the future
go round talkin’ loud, n-gga, we’ll mute you

- scotty atl

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