AtlantatoHouston Lyrics

The boy, Truman on the beat

Sticky motherfucker

Shoutout H town

Ya digg

Damn this chopper messy, this shit got kick (got kick)

Got a spaceship coupe like Rick (yea)

Drop the top off, yea what it is (what it is)

Imma kill lil baby throat, she gone go ahead and kill all my kids (my kids)

She a ho, can't give no kiss (mwah)

My flow too rare, I switch (yea, ya digg)

I give no fucks, you know I'll spazz (spazz)

My car too fast, don't crash (skrrr) made a broke bitch hater mad

I get paper like diploma, I'm a long way from a grad

My pockets too up, yea I got racks

Look at your pockets, that shit look sad (sad, damn)

I told 'em "get the fuck out my face" (get the fuck out my face)

My bitches they outta this world, they come outta space

I been flyin' it all around the world, I'm way outta state (I'm way outta state)

Been talkin' this shit like the president, ain't no debate (nah)

Hey, I walk to the top like some stairs, ain't gone fall like a crate (won't fall like a crate)

My main bitch she on a ocean, your bitch on a lake, don't know why you call her your bae (splash)

I just fucked some twins in the motherfuckin' room and I'm callin' 'em Mary-Kate (and Ashley)

Hit that bitch around Christmas, when I kicked her out, I had to tell her "happy holidays" (hey)

Like Derez De'Shon, I found my route but I took the harder way

Got the one piece on me, I put it on your head like Penny Hardaway (yea)

It get wicked man this shit ridiculous, just like a fidget we spin (we spin)

Stripper on the pole, she spin (spin)

Turn me up gone ahead spin (okay)

Went to the mall blew a hol fuckin' bag, hell yea lil nigga I spent (I spent that)

All my bitches dark skinned (yea)

Yea they come with a tint (dark skin)

I can't leave no ties in the MOB, so I'm cuttin' off my ends (cut that oh my)

Hey, My mind stay on the money lil dawg, so I'm cuttin' off some friends (I'm cuttin' oh my)

Hey, I just dropped the top of the coupe, now the brains is loose again (chopped the top)

Hey, I just dropped my main ho, side bitch think she movin' in (nah)

We only bussin' not discussing, drop the gun and we can tussle

Niggas flex without a muscle, they been typing all year

And yea they wanna see you struggle, bitches invading your bubble

Make sure you got a couple cutters and you keep it too player

Yea, I keep it too player (I keep it too player)

Mon Day way too up, he big like the mayor (he big like the mayor)

Yea, take the bitch yea back home beat the shit Jerry Springer (yea yea)

Hey, hop on the beat give no fucks and I create a banger

She talk to much, put the bitch on a hanger