Next Stop, Atlantis

Mr. Yeso

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Mr. Yeso


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Pulled up to the light, top off
Vegas strip, bitches got they tops off
I ain't never really been a fan of hot sauce
But bitch don't you ever say I ain't a real nigga
Oh he said he was a real one?
Knock off
I pop bottles for a living
You just pop off
I pulled out a little money she won't hop off
She trying to leave with the nigga that got the greatest figure
I'm trying to see if that ass can get up in the mixture
I ain't paying for pussy unless I can keep a picture
That was a joke bitch I ain't paying for pussy ever
My heart so cold I went and bought it a Gucci sweater
Then what?
Then wore it in the hottest weather
I'm so fly I walk outside and come back dry
It was raining and I ain't even take an umbrella
I ain't saying I'm the greatest this my first tape
But by the fifth tape tape?
Bitch wait
My homie brought back the days of selling tapes out the trunk
We in the digital ages but this belong in yo trunk
I'm saving up trying to buy a couple houses
You saving up trying to buy a couple outfits
Tax bracket wise I'm on a whole other outlet
Remember back in the days trying to jug quarter ounces
Now I'm getting full dishes off quarter pounders
Who knew a little scale would balance all these fucking thousands
F*ck change f*ck around leave some dubs in yo couches

Alright, alright, alright
We appreciate you guys for coming out here tonight and showing your love
For that new Ocean Luv record know what I'm talking about?
It's getting kind of late
You ain't got to go home but you got to get the f*ck up out of here
But before you go
Here's a little preview off of our next stop, Atlantis

Drinking water while I look at this water, you know?
Away, away, away
Away, away, away we go
Away, away, away
Away, away, away we go
We popping champagne of course
Flicking through bands with no remorse
One play all I need to score
Baby looking gorgeous I caught her at the Neiman store
Knowing me I ain't reaching, caught her peeking
New ring on the pinky, this shit blinking
Too much game in me, no drop this shit leaking
This tape a classic, I'm glad the homies didn't leak it
Drinking Fiji, life easy
Keep the whip cleanly
I get flyer when it's breezy
Baby with me looking dreamy
Only take her out to dinner if the ass peachy
Lobster with the pasta, everything looking feasty
If she freaky, I'll hit in on the weekly
I like stacking bands neatly
Catch me on the scene breifly
I got baggage claims for the weekend

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Written by: Malik Williams

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