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ATL Jacob Jacob on the beat goin' brazy Yuh All my bitches shoe bottoms be red (yuh) You can't get inside my pockets if you ain't dead I wake up every morning and I take my meds And every night a different bitch put me to bed (yuh) One is good but I feel safer when I got two tings I lost three but they ain't worth more than my new ring (yuh) Momma told me that my first name stand for new king I ask forgiveness, not permission when I do things FBG, XO 'til the death of me We got the sauce and they still tryna find the recipe Had to kill off all my opps, I hope they rest in peace I'm goin' ghost inside my Ghost, there ain't no catchin' me Yeah, it's NAV and Plug, we got bags of drugs (yah) She wanna fuck a thug, hit Magic and blow a dub Got Brinks trucks, finna put that minks up (yah) I just had a threesome with two bad tings, bruh I'm goin' Guap Mode on these niggas, ain't no stoppin' me (yah) I got five bad tings, finna get ring, ring (yah) I stack this money up tall, it's on Yao Ming, Ming (yah) I'm a big bird, nigga, look at my wing, wings (yah) SongtexteHad to dip the Rollie, bust down me a Patek, ah (yah) Look like a chain, I got the 'Rari 'round my neck, ah (yah) I hit your main ho one time, I ain't had to text (yah) I'm a Zone 6 nigga, I keep that TEC (yah) Me and NAV back to back in coupe Maybachs (yah) I told the world I'm finna have them rack rack racks (ra-ra-racks) Cuz put me in the game, I had to wreck Put that green batter on her, break that back No cap Yeah, it's NAV and Plug, we got bags of drugs She wanna fuck a thug, hit Magic and blow a dub (yah) Got Brinks trucks, finna put that minks up (yah) I just had a threesome with two bad tings, bruh (yuh) Yeah, it's NAV and Plug, we got bags of drugs (yuh) She wanna fuck a thug, hit Magic and blow a dub (yuh) I put the Rollie up, them diamonds wasn't enough (yuh) I just had a threesome with two bad tings, bruh (yah, yuh) Aus Songtexte Mania