Atari & Mar Burroughs - 706+1

She ain't neva seen an Asian brotha like me
Black tee stuntin' and I'm bumping like its '03
Outskirts is where you're gonna find me
That's Flatz, that's Marshland, that's Mar B
Don't move to close and violate proximity
Ama taught me all the ways to have me piling up the collard greens
Unpretentious dressing heavy felxin' in my own steeze
Hella elevated when you're educated from the 707
The 707
Uh, right the 707
Jokers steady testing while they're sliding in my section
Never fail to mention that I'm educated from the 707

Seven hundred and six, bitch
Add it up, plus one
Flip it backwards, say it again
Goin' stupid doo doo dumb
Seven hundred and six, bitch
Add it up, plus one
Flip it backwards, say it again
Goin' stupid doo doo dumb

In memory of the Mac D R E
I'm stylin' with ease, Nudies on my jeans
Jap tatted like I'm drawing 893
Whether its OCP's or APC's, you can't see me
Flying under the radar like a Lockheed Martin Jet
I don't bang, yeah my city's the only set I rep
Born and bred in the Flatz, yeah Marshland is the mindset
Outskirts of The Bay's the only section where my heart is kept
The 707
uh, right bitch the 707
Jokers steady testing while they're sliding in my section
Never fail to mention that I'm educated from the 707

Seven hundred and six, bitch
Add it up, plus one
Flip it backwards, say it again
Goin' stupid doo doo dumb
Seven hundred and six, bitch
Add it up, plus one
Flip it backwards, say it again
Goin' stupid doo doo dumb

I be bumping in Biloxi, or San Antonio
But no matter where I'm at, I got the Fairfield prefix in my phone
Skinny, bony, lil Filipino boy, no P-Lo
Got these hollow tips for politics, gon' pop it like its Crisco
Oo shit
This steezin' is my business
Collard greens is all you see, its lengthy like Carquinez
'Cause she ain't neva seen an Asian like me
Putting on for my city with Nudies on my jeans

The block is pouring up
They're turning up in my section
Them jokers pulling up
They're tripping up
They're testing

Seven hundred and six, bitch
Add it up, plus one
Flip it backwards, say it again
Goin' stupid doo doo dumb
Seven hundred and six, bitch
Add it up, plus one
Flip it backwards, say it again
Goin' stupid doo doo dumb

Written by:
Ced F

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