A.T.M
Dave Create$
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Yuh, Yuh Let's get it Putting checks in the A.T.M Too much to count A.T.M I watched how the money changes them And when you lose it all who's to blame Came up planting seeds With my G's Came up on steez through these trees These 34 st homies would bleed At anybody who came for me That's me guilty association That's me selling out the basement That's me feeling vibrations That's me coming out the basement That's me feeling the fame mane That's me buying my fam places That's me chewing sugar cane Putting women in their place that want me as a safe haven Only for my daughter. Only for my daughter Come f*ck with me, why would you bother Gucci line sharp, I'm the knife Versace shirt, Watch me put it inside 6 feet in dirt, remember my life Feel this girth when I'm inside Know my worth, stayed by my side I put in work, did the overtime Now we sip fine wine all the time Enjoying mine, by the time I finish saying this line I'll be 6.9% richer, steady figures, go figure Always wanted bigger Always been choosy I'm a picker She a licker Go for extra f*ck a kicker Clock is ticking, RIP to those I'm missing It's too many to count Maybe I shouldn't have dropped out of college Having dreams of rolling through the foliage My girl loves the French got her quartered If you sitting on the bench it's cuz you ain't balling Like a casino in New Orleans Me and my homies we go all in Me and my homies we go all in Me and my homies we go all in "All in, all in, all in F*ck it til' we go broke man F*ck that shit, just go all in" Putting checks in the A.T.M Too much to count A.T.M I watched how the money changes them And when you lose it all who's to blame Came up planting seeds With my G's Came up on steez through these trees These 34 st homies would bleed At anybody who came for me I'm drinking my whiskey My head in the clouds My beard glorious I'm Feeling myself She wishes I was the tongue in her mouth So that way I'd be all day in her mouth That form of attachment I can't figure it out Fills up her head with weed smoke and doubt For her affection is just reaching out For me it's watching that ass go down She knows I hate feet So she always has them done I know she loves me She might be the one She's like, "What up with the ring doe I'm like, "What up with the ring doe She said, "Yeah what you think You were getting this pussy all for free doe Putting checks in the A.T.M Too much to count A.T.M I watched how the money changes them And when you lose it all who's to blame Came up planting seeds With my G's Came up on steez through these trees These 34 st homies would bleed At anybody who came for me Anybody...anybody...and that's real
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