South Atlanta Bathrooms lyrics

[Intro]

[Verse 1]
What's illuminati to a n*gga like me?
Who ain't never seen a check bigger than 2 G's
Got 3D dreams and a 2D screen
Want to pay my momma's rent by spitting sweet 16's
I'm kush, no seeds, [?]
My girl pus*y pink like South Beach [?]
My girl pus*y pink like South Beach [?]
I never get any credit for my punch line
And the way I had my n*ggas in my lunch line
If my whip was dead, you couldn't jump mine
My b*tch give head til the sun shines
Want to do it big for the city just one time
ATL like [?]
See my picture on [?], her pus*y been wet ever since

[Hook] x2
Let me take you on a trip
Let me take you on a trip
Let me take you on a trip
Of a young n*gga getting it

[Verse 2]
Am I tripping? Maybe
Am I tripping? Nah
I'm a 404 n*gga, ATL [?]
A place where n*ggas catch you slipping
Finesse your b*tch [?]
You blink twice then that b*tch, she missed it
Woah, woah, woah
When you look at me, you better know something
[?] she better move something
My camera will shoot something
These n*ggas sick, the flu coming
They yelling "Oh lord, the flue coming"
They yelling "Oh lord, the flue coming"
Had to finish the verse on a toilet bowl
Cause I'm sh*tting on these n*ggas
[Hook] x2