Lose My Cool Rittz

[Intro]
A A A town shit
A A A town shit
A A A town shit
Northside
A town shit
A A A town shit
A A A town shit
A A A town shit
Northside
A town shit

[Verse 1]
Northside Atlanta ambassador, back for more
The second I see 'em mash record
I’m spazzin' on 'em if they’re askin' for it
The first to put it on the map, so don’t be actin like I passed the torch
Ain’t got the patience for the back and forth
The murder rap has got me on a wanted poster with a cash reward
I’m short tempered, these boys better be glad I’m on
When I was young, I would jack you for your pack of ‘ports
They know me at the local package store, they give me discounts
Thirty minutes out from Midtown, where we sip Crown Royal
Someone swole, they get drunk and run they big mouth
Then somebody punch 'em, they unconscious for the ten count
This rap game is similar to being back in school again 'cause
All my crew is in the building and the in-crowd
It’s cool to be lame nowadays, so excuse me if my attitude is
Who the fuck are you to say what’s in style?
Red 'fro retro, Atlanta got the red look
I be turning heads everywhere you see me step foot
Check stub full of commas, told you I was next up
Rollin' through Gwinnet I hit up both and now we're thista
Made a play on Pleasant Hill rolling through Sonesta
Phone ringing, I don’t answer so they blow my text up
Going the speed limit, police are eager to arrest you
Plus I had a lot of drank, I’d probably fail the breath-a
Lyzer test, change it up, I’m back to rhyming I confess
I think I’m the best , besides a couple guys alive or dead
Running over rivals, tire tread
Their entire head busts just like a virus spreading virally and I infect
Non-believers, fighting like a fly inside my spider web
Tell them give me my respect, climbing up a flight of stairs
Finessin' rhyming since the first Vanilla Ice was said
Ain’t nobody try me yet, I just pray to God I said