[Intro: Tony Shhnow]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Tony Shhnow]
Ain't got the whip, my wrist look just like a car wash (Plugg, car wash)
I'm slidin' 2Pac with two Glocks because they all watchin' (Because they all watchin')
Dark shades on, she ask why I act like I don't know nobody (Like you don't know nobody)
If shit go down right now, I up that stick on everybody (Yeah)
Excuse me, Ion't mean to be rude, I just want the check to myself (Yeah)
Please shut the fuck up, keep talkin' down nigga, you ain't bringing no help
Tryna hold your load, ain't no miss, shit, gon' lose your breath

[Verse 1: ATL Smook]
Yeah, I wake up real early, I gotta get that cake (Go)
I livin' life too fast, don't got no brakes (No)
I was down bad, had to make me a way
I was down bad, had to make sum' shake (Make sum' shake)
Late night on the block, watch for the Jakes
This dirty Glock on me make the block earthquake (The block earthquake)
She said she was there, I been act and persuade
I run to the cake just like it's a relay (Yeah)
This watch on my wrist, it look just like a lake
Pull up in the coupe, make a hoe double take (Yeah)
I'm pouring the codeine, I'm barely awake
We ain't cut from the same cloth, we cannot relate (Cannot relate)
I put my ho on her, he 'bout to bake
I like the fifties, and I like blue face (I like blue face)
The cop pull up with feds, ain't got nun' to say
My niggas war ready, we air out your face (Air out your face)
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