I ont Really B.o.B (Ft. Scotty ATL)
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[Intro]
(KE on the Track)
(Scotty ATL: Bob what up man?)
(B.o.B: What's up fool?)
(Scotty ATL: thse niggas out here hustlin' for a [?])
(Scotty ATL: You know I don't really fuck with these niggas right?
(B.o.B: Fuck 'em)
(B.o.B: Talk' to em) (x3)
(Scotty ATL: Real nigga ain't never for the hustle for the [?])
(Scotty ATL: Real nigga ATL)
[Verse 1: Scotty ATL]
Two three times had to fall on my face
And you supposed to be a nigga I can trust
You ain't never pulled at a real nigga fall I recall
You just schemin' on the niggas in your own in the circle you were
Lying on the internet, putting nigga lame
Talking real shit niggas ain't real
You just trying to [?] nigga I can feel
Told 'em I ain't fucking with these niggas I'mma focus on my own shit
Cool Club for life, had the [?] on
Kanye, getting fucked by all that
Finna turn like car keys (turn up), with a
Bad bitch, and a cup full of Cognac
[?] this a carjack, I be
Ridin' like a motherfucking [?] valet
With the Swiss full of [?], yeah I
Need that, these niggas on my last nerve
Who you trying to impress, you be trickin' [?]
Yeah niggas ain't ball like
We can can see it on your IG, you be
Tryin' too hard you don't even live your own life
Getting line like a [?], take over time
Give me head like MJ
Post a clip on OJ
R.i.p my nigga OJ, they ain't know
(KE on the Track)
(Scotty ATL: Bob what up man?)
(B.o.B: What's up fool?)
(Scotty ATL: thse niggas out here hustlin' for a [?])
(Scotty ATL: You know I don't really fuck with these niggas right?
(B.o.B: Fuck 'em)
(B.o.B: Talk' to em) (x3)
(Scotty ATL: Real nigga ain't never for the hustle for the [?])
(Scotty ATL: Real nigga ATL)
[Verse 1: Scotty ATL]
Two three times had to fall on my face
And you supposed to be a nigga I can trust
You ain't never pulled at a real nigga fall I recall
You just schemin' on the niggas in your own in the circle you were
Lying on the internet, putting nigga lame
Talking real shit niggas ain't real
You just trying to [?] nigga I can feel
Told 'em I ain't fucking with these niggas I'mma focus on my own shit
Cool Club for life, had the [?] on
Kanye, getting fucked by all that
Finna turn like car keys (turn up), with a
Bad bitch, and a cup full of Cognac
[?] this a carjack, I be
Ridin' like a motherfucking [?] valet
With the Swiss full of [?], yeah I
Need that, these niggas on my last nerve
Who you trying to impress, you be trickin' [?]
Yeah niggas ain't ball like
We can can see it on your IG, you be
Tryin' too hard you don't even live your own life
Getting line like a [?], take over time
Give me head like MJ
Post a clip on OJ
R.i.p my nigga OJ, they ain't know
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