I be in Atlanta if you checking on where I be
See a hater player hater then we knocking them out the scene
See ya later I'm getting paper can’t be lacking up on my green
Ian get enough sleep they say I'm f*cking up all my dreams
But I was in a nightmare Ima get it by any means
Cause I know how it feels to hear the crys and the screams
Taking a ride down memory lane
Things will never be the same
And them roses ain't red
They just wanna come from the stains
But anyways
Im feeling spectacular
Tryna expand my vernacular
n*gga ima preservare
So n*gga rev ya engines up
Baby better get in gear
Cause I’m bout f*ck em up
Make em pay for every tear
These n*ggas made from sweets and spices just like butter cup
So who's my runner up
Lemme sum it up
Lemme break it down
Warm it up
n*gga break it up
Wamme fold em like a tummy tuck (x2)
Hello
I just came from Area 51 like woah
The wouldn't even let me phone home gotta go
Now I'm on the run they tried to hit me witta probe (oh no)
Hyper drive back to the 404