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| Song: | Atlantica |
| Album: | Magic | Genres: | Latin |
| Year: | | Length: | 175 sec |
Lyrics:
Ooh, stop the madness I stunt on my enemies, it can get tragic He don't want no smoke with me, I let him have it Based1 got them bands, ho
Ooh, stop the madness I stunt on my enemies, it can get tragic He don't want no smoke with me, I let him have it She said she wan' fuck with me 'cause I'm a savage I'm smoking OG straight out the package You can't tell me anything, I was average Now I'm living like a king, they stuck in sadness She can't get a wedding ring, don't know what happened
Bad man, the good man always comes in last I stashed it and bashed it, my bank full of cash The demons start fiendin', the cops on my ass They hate me but low-key try take all my swag I'm the wrong one, you got me fucked up I said I wouldn't drink tonight, but damnit, I got fucked up I just copped an i8, I'm 'bout to get the Benz truck You said you was down to ride but time came and you switched up I don't need no new friends, I was with my new ho I just poured some Easter pink, no, this ain't no nouveau My shirt made by Louis V, every day buy new clothes Crush them like a centipede, I be high on Pluto
I just gotta know If you goin' where we go We gon' make it rain, make it snow I was dead broke Now it's ten thousand in my coat Fly my family out to the coast Now I'm never broke
Ooh, stop the madness I stunt on my enemies, it can get tragic He don't want no smoke with me, I let him have it She said she wan' fuck with me 'cause I'm a savage I'm smoking OG straight out the package You can't tell me anything, I was average Now I'm living like a king, they stuck in sadness She can't get a wedding ring, don't know what happened
She can't get a wedding ring, no, I ain't acting My money like eight of me stacked on a mattress You niggas ain't on the team, boy, why you cappin'? Balance on the triple beam, let off the static They said they want smoke, well I want war I come to your front door, make you scream like encore I don't ever take breaks 'cause I always want more The industry is too fake and I am just an outlaw I just like to break rules, I am just a rockstar I just wanna have fun, you just wanna break hearts Swerving in the fast lane, like it when I take off They wanna rip my face off, I could never play soft
I just gotta know If you goin' where we go We gon' make it rain, make it snow I was dead broke Now it's ten thousand in my coat Fly my family out to the coast I'm never goin' broke
Fifteen thousand on a coat Mink on the inside when I get cold My body warm, I'm out the hood, now my car crawl like a roach I made a loaf, my pockets keep a boast I came from crumbs They thought it couldn't be done, I made it happen Young Gunna a designer don, the god of fashion Pretty women in my penthouse, oh, look like a pageant Fifteen hundred horses, oh, you can hear when I'm passin' Nigga ain't wanna feel me, oh, 'til I start spazzin' Right now I need an armored truck, I bring that cash in I'm not walkin' inside your club, I need my backend She just know whenever we fuck, I break her back in Have fun with all this money, oh, I can't stop laughing This guy got matchin' Skydwellers, these diamonds dancin' Half of these niggas fly as fuck, my drip a classic Don't care if it's the month of March, can't stop the madness
Ooh, stop the madness I stunt on my enemies, it can get tragic He don't want no smoke with me, I let him have it She said she wan' fuck with me 'cause I'm a savage I'm smoking OG straight out the package You can't tell me anything, I was average Now I'm living like a king, they stuck in sadness She can't get a wedding ring, don't know what happened
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