Lake Lanier Lyrics

She throw that Pussy she got no Class

Can't fuck with her if she got no Ass

On the East Coast I sold a thousand Bags

Spending through Red lights I got no Chill

I need the Molly San and the X Pills

And the Weed from San Fran or Beverley Hills

I'm from lil Athens where we spending Money

I send you to Hell with the Fire Pits

In Bel Air I'm the new Fresh Prince

Who brought the AR's and the Tecs in

I get my work from the fuckin Mexicans

Fuck a court date I don't wanna Appear

Shouts out to Enzeaux that's my Engineer

Dropping the bodies off at Lake Lanier

All of this Green like I'm John Deer

And don't speak on my Name unless you say I'm the One

Now a days everybody keep a Gun

If Thou shal not kill who gone protect my Son

And all of this Weight in shit weigh a Ton

I run to the Millions like I'm Barry Bonds