Cruzin Down Atlanta

Cruzin down Atlanta Yeah i pull up with that stick we finna blam sum Calling all them orders boy that nigga thought he ran sum They be like clout speak sum shit im too random Like coupe black and white man it look like a panda Yeah Hoes on me like santa If the beat drop and you here (clout clout) thats my anthem Mini chop kill you boys at ease When I was ten learned Chopanese And now i smoke exotic trees I burn the blunt like calories Why they tryna get sum info on me like a rico Cops and narcs inside my hood they looking through the peepholes Labels hit my phone they really tryna take on my soul Told you if i get imma do this shit on my own Yeah she wanna pop percs like a skittle Top dawg aint the man in the middle I never drive off in a rental Shooting shots right out of the sprinter Cruzin down Atlanta Yeah we pull up wit that stick we finna blam sum These niggas only talk bout that murder shit Swerving in that Cadillac Suvs be black on black Niggas being scary cause they hurd that the prince back Kid slatt Kid slatt Sliding through yo block With the chop Arp shaking him out of his socks We tryna put you in the dirt just like the rocks what you don't get Put a ten on ya head Them shooters take you off the grid We gon spin to we get dizzy cause we heavy on revenge We gon slide up on they block we not the ones to go forgive Im the type to take a five and really turn her to a ten Im the type to take a L and then i turn it to a win Im the type to make shit real that yall thought was just pretend Cruzin down Atlanta Yeah i pull up with that stick we finna blam sum Calling all them orders boy that nigga thought he ran sum They be like clout speak sum shit im too random Like coupe black and white man it look like a panda Yeah Hoes on me like santa If the beat drop and you here (clout clout) thats my anthem Mini chop kill you boys at ease