Alot ft. Skyte Lyrics

Look at my bands i got a lot

My gang pull up to your spot

And i'm cooling wit my blick bitch i ride round with that rod

Selling that yola out the lot

Bitch i love this guap

And i came up off that scamming bitch you know we doing fraud

Came with that cutter it slice like butter

I could fuck on that boy mother then fuck her daughter

I been running from the police they never caught up

I been cheating on my bitch i ain't getting caught up

My niggas sell that re rock they posted at Atlantic

Your career fall like a plane that shit had a crash landing

I'm cooling with the gang lil bitch we in Atlanta

Sipping on wock with the fanta

Fuck her then leave i don't got no manners

Fuck on that hoe she want my banana

Ain't no hoe on my lap i ain't Santa

Fuck on your grandma i fuck on your nana

They wanna know how i'm 17 and got all these racks lil nigga i ran em

Watch how you talk on the net

This real life nigga ain't cord you cant ban em

You can't ban shit

My neck outlandish

All y'all niggas goofy y'all got silly antics

Bitch i got that bread and that lettuce make a sandwich

And my chopper got that switch on it it's causing damage

Damn bitch, you ain't even made me nut so how u famished

Been caught lacking in the cut he need a bandage

She said she can't take this dick it's too outstanding

Look at my bands i got a lot

My gang pull up to your spot

And i'm cooling wit my blick bitch I ride round with that rod

Selling that yola out the lot

Bitch I love this guap

And I came up off that scamming bitch you know we doing fraud

Came with that cutter it slice like butter

I could fuck on that boy mother then fuck her daughter

I been running from the police they never caught up

I been cheating on my bitch i ain't getting caught up