B.Rxb - Lethal

Yeen talkin bout gettin rich, then what you talkin bout
I ain't hangin wit nobody das gon run they mouth
The coldest from dat East Atlanta, yea that dirty south
And if you talkin right, then hell yea I'm gon fly you out
Wili hit me so you know I gotta come correct
In the cut shootin them movies while I'm on yo neck
I was bumpin 16 switches at my patna crib
Soakin up da game, go get it, thats jus how ya win
I stole da show, you could say I'm delinquent
Yea, I'm sharper than a razor and I'm smoother than sequin
Been a East Atlanta legend got the vision like eagles
And I'm dashin to da paper movin faster than cheetahs
Yeen talkin bout gettin rich, then what you talkin bout
I ain't hangin wit nobody das gon run they mouth
The coldest from dat East Atlanta, yea that dirty south
And if you talkin right, then hell yea I'm gon fly you out
I'm in my zone my G, it aint no stoppin me
I'm off a quarter and I pop my shit so properly
I'm on my figures as I'm sealin down this property
I'm so prolific in my stance, these niggas watchin me,
Ain't no back n forth, I need them checks advancin
A diamond in the ruff, yea I'm too hot to handle
They hatin, I don't trip, I just leave em in the mantle
Ain't worried bout a scrub, you a bug under my sandal
Yeen talkin bout gettin rich, then what you talkin bout
I ain't hangin wit nobody das gon run they mouth
The coldest from dat East Atlanta, yea that dirty south
And if you talkin right, then hell yea I'm gon fly you out
Don't really care what you think, don't really care what you sayin
I just got me a crib, that I'm gon flip to a mansion
She shiver when I talk because my game froze
I prefer my mimosas go with a mango
Yea we adding to the vision, its forever expanding
I'm a sniper wit da lens, da rolling stones in my vantage
Only way you gettin rich is if you taking some chances
I jus took a risk the next day I was flyin to Texas
Yeen talkin bout gettin rich, then what you talkin bout
I ain't hangin wit nobody das gon run they mouth
The coldest from dat East Atlanta, yea that dirty south
And if you talkin right, then hell yea I'm gon fly you out

Written by:
Brandon Robinson

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