snowfall in atlanta

(I know rex) In the black truck kicking my feet up Swerving 'round in Atlanta, I'm geeked up In the car on the phone with some fine shit, selling her dreams while I'm rolling my weed up And the plug been calling my phone back to back trying to schedule a date for a re-up You can go and tell shawty I ain't going back and forth on my jack 'cause I'm finna delete her Uh Don't know why that hoe thinking I need her Yeah, you got a lil' body, as far as my standards go babygirl, you do not meet them I just pulled off the dealership, I was fucked up on the bus now I ride in that geek shit What the hell you expected from me when we going some hours not texting or speaking? Ho, you tweaking And I mean that But I need that Got you sending me messages, checking locations 'cause you tryna find out where he at Unintentionally driving them niggas away 'cause they thinking how they finna beat that Other day I was thinking about sliding up on the girl name I said on"#NeedDat" Uh, but maybe it's best if I don't Uh, it's three in the morning, still out in the city, man, I need to start heading home Swear I be treating you shitty but you made the choice to go look through my phone Maybe you'll focus on making some better decisions from this point along, uh Driveway of some shit I just dropped off Hit that ho out the park like it's Top Golf It's the middle of winter but she keep on begging a nigga to go take the top off Never been a beginner, I'm really outspoken when it's coming to getting my rocks off Snow dropping down all on the roads of Atlanta, go tell DOT get the rock salt Boy you better than me, you know she got a nigga but you at her house wit' ya socks off She be using the text now number to get in contact but it's nothing to talk 'bout Fine shit in the passenger seat while lil' Prada behind me riding round with the top off Any time that you got an idea for us let me know, love to hear what you thought 'bout So baby tell me what you here for Tell me a lil' sum' 'bout what you into I been rocking the rosary, all of this True Religion got 'em thinking I'm Hindu I don't f*ck with these rap niggas much 'cause they toting Gen five's saying shit that they didn't do Started acting more than I been talking 'cause niggas don't need to see shit that I'm finna do Fives up you and yo' niggas winning Fives up you act stiff on these bitches Throw ya fives up if you really do stay out the way, thank God, and go handle yo' business Been getting high as hell 'cause I been having visions 'bout me and my Brew sitting back and we winning Take this shit in, try to live in the moment today 'cause tomorrow, this shit could be finished Uh, uh, uh-huh Uh, uh-huh, uh Uh-huh