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ATL Jacob We shoot at our rivals, we ain't runnin' off (Runnin' off) We shoot at our rivals, we ain't runnin' off (Runnin' off) Uzi bring that TEC in, he gon' let it off (Go let it off) Uzi bring that TEC in, we gon' shoot it off (Grrah) We shoot at our rivals, we ain't runnin' off (Runnin' off) We shoot at our rivals, we ain't runnin' off (Runnin' off) Uzi bring that TEC in, we gon' shoot it off (Fah-fah-fah) Uzi bring that TEC in, we gon' shoot it off (Grrah) We ain't got no rivals, we get money now (We get money now) We ain't got no rivals, we get money now (We get money now) Uzi bring that TEC in, we gon' shoot it off (We gon' shoot it off) Uzi, get the strap so we can shoot it off (We gon' shoot it off) I'm getting these chickens, ain't no lie, oh (No) Lil' bitty b*t*hes, I'm your idol (I'm your idol) Not feeling b*t*hes, I might try 'em I pull up in that Bentley coupe Millionaire, just for you Mama, yeah, I did for you All my dreams, they comin' true I'm setting pressure, I'm a fighter It's getting vicious, ain't no rival I'm having nightmares in my heart God, sew it up and lock it With my slime, we going to Mars Who know he gon' bring the stars I tried to tell 'em we gon' ride on 'em I'm with my sons and we gon' slide on 'em It's guaranteed that we gon' ride We shoot at our rivals, we ain't runnin' off (Runnin' off) (Uh-huh, uh-huh) We shoot at our rivals, we ain't runnin' off (Runnin' off) Uzi bring that TEC in, he gon' let it off (Go let it off) (Yeah) Uzi bring that TEC in, we gon' shoot it off (Grrah) We shoot at our rivals, we ain't runnin' off (Runnin' off) We shoot at our rivals, we ain't runnin' off (Runnin' off) (Yeah) Uzi bring that TEC in, we gon' shoot it off (Fah-fah-fah) Uzi bring that TEC in, we gon' shoot it off (Grrah) We ain't got no rivals, we get money now (We get money now) (Okay, okay) We ain't got no rivals, we get money now (We get money now) Uzi bring that TEC in, we gon' shoot it off (We gon' shoot it off) Uzi, get the strap so we can shoot it off (We gon' shoot it off) Okay, uh, I get back-end right on back-end, I can't stop (Uh-huh, uh-huh) Uh, potato on my gun, made some tater-tots (Made some tater tots?) Yeah, tomato ribena, give you chicken pox (Some chicken pox?) Uh, swag finesse, I'm clean, you know this sh*t won't stop (Won't stop, won't stop) Okay, yeah, okay, ayy, that your b*t*h or not? (Yeah) I just ask that question 'cause your girlfriend always on my jock (On God) Balenciaga with Venmar, designer I mix a lot (I drip) Walk in with my stick a lot, she sick 'cause she suck d**k a lot (Ew) Pescatarian but I sell fishes at the chicken spot I'm a millionaire, but I hang with the boys that pick the locks (Yeah) Hold on, uh, pull out the drop, it's a red light but I never would stop (Skrrt, on God!) Count on my finger when I count the guap And bro-bro get rich when he whippin' the pot Son, stop, 'cause I am your pop I sell out my show like that sh*t was Woodstock Yeah, I'ma head to the moon, yeah, I'ma head to the moon Yeah, white gold on my wrist, this sh*t hit like a spoon (I tried to tell 'em we gon' ride on 'em) Okay, uh, pay your boo just to feed my goons (I tried to tell 'em we gon') (Okay, okay) Soon as that boy turn around (Pshh), put that boy in a tomb (Okay, okay) Pull up drop-top, no Tahoe, treat the game like I won the lotto Walk around clean but you know I got slime nose (Yeah) F**ked your b*t*h, make her hit the high-note (I tried to tell 'em we gon' ride on 'em) That boy, he not real, he a typo (I tried to tell 'em we gon' ride) Know I get to the bread like a ca**erole Gettin' the lettuce, you know that I shred it You know that I bled it, you know that I read it Chain on my neck is so icy, so heavy So slippery told that b*t*h that you could sled it I cannot see none of these n***as, I cannot see the bullsh*t, man I turn it to ready Handy like Mandy your b*t*h hot and ready She on her knees, man, I give her no petty (Yeah) We shoot at our rivals, we ain't runnin' off (Runnin' off) We shoot at our rivals, we ain't runnin' off (Runnin' off) Uzi bring that TEC in, he gon' let it off (Go let it off) Uzi bring that TEC in, we gon' shoot it off (Grrah) We shoot at our rivals, we ain't runnin' off (Runnin' off) We shoot at our rivals, we ain't runnin' off (Runnin' off) Uzi bring that TEC in, we gon' shoot it off (Fah-fah-fah) Uzi bring that TEC in, we gon' shoot it off (Grrah) We ain't got no rivals, we get money now (We get money now) We ain't got no rivals, we get money now (We get money now) Uzi bring that TEC in, we gon' shoot it off (We gon' shoot it off) Uzi, get the strap so we can shoot it off (We gon' shoot it off)
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