[Chorus: ATL Smook]
Feel like a zookeeper, I got birds
I just mixed the two-liter with syrup
I just pulled up in the two-seater swerving
Come through racing, Kentucky Derby
My cup darker, that bitch is dirty
Got a new Nina, that bitch so flirty
Wake up in the morning for the bank real early
Just like a nerd, I'm counting up early

[Verse 1: ATL Smook]
Got a nasty bitch
Got a classy bitch
Got a ratchet bitch
She gon' bag this shit
Got a shooter with me, ay, his aim accurate
Ay, all that foolery, ay, we ain't having it
Stones up on the watch
See hoes up on the block
Pack 'em in the drop
Boy, I'm sipping drop
See a opp, drop
We got clips with stock
Smokin' on Runtz from the pot
And I got meds from the doc'
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