Banger
I was on the E-way, I was two hours from Atlanta, Georgia
I had so much on my mind like, it was stressing me out
DJ on the beat, so it's a banger
Shit crazy
Turn my phone off every time I'm thrown off
Seen a head get blown off, they said them niggas drove off
Sneaky bitches more soft, sip lean out a long straw
Feel asleep in a cold car, that shit had turned me cold heart, I'm super stressed
Came from havin' zeroes to some Ms, I'm super blessed
Street nigga hear everything grown, I had cougar sex
If your pointers nowhere near forty, go get some new baguettes
Spin, shoot, spin around and shoot, that shit a super set
Head strong, I'm mad I ain't say no quote on foenem headstone
Chicago like a red zone, certain niggas won't last long
Lost so many niggas at the same time, shit my tears gone
Head hurt, why they jump out head first
Red shirt, blood stain
Threw away my Gucci shirt, it had a cum stain
Told 'em "Wish I would change, I made it out with this mud stain"
Yeah, foenem smokin' on that exotic
I just told them that bitch honest
She ain't even did shit to her body
I done fell in love with the one
I ain't fall in love with no thotty
I just introduced her to a Percocet
Ain't fuck around with no molly
That bitch tryna kick it like karate, I said "You toxic"
That bitch know she got body, she just on it
That bitch sneakin' and geekin' for sure
I used a lighter to light up the stove
Can't trust a bitch who gon' spill out the sto'
Call me your brother but gave up the low
He won't take naps but he sleep with his pole
Fiening on perc make a nigga move slow
He think he slick 'cause no one knows
I know some hoes who got my back
I know my brothers they got my back
I went to jail, they ain't have my back
I called you twice, you ain't call me back
I colored my dread, became a snack
Bros fucked up when I gave them a stack
If I don't love you, I don't get attached
I told you I love you, you ain't say it back, oh
These niggas phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
These niggas phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
These niggas phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
These niggas phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
These bitches phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
These bitches phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
These bitches phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
These bitches phony (Two hours from Atlanta)
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