[Intro]

Chill Go Hard

[Chorus: London Jae]

Push the foreign through the city, do the dash run the lane

Ah, I got bitches kissin' bitches, poppin' pussy shakin' titties all night

Ah, I pop me a perc and I roll up, I smash in the coupe they like hold up

Got bitches on bitches they kissin' and lickin', switchin' position, I'm goin' up

I pop me a perc and I roll up, I smash in the coupe they like hold up

Got bitches on bitches they kissin' and lickin', switchin' position, I'm goin' up, hey

[Verse 1: Spodee]

Rollin' a spliff of the gas they smokin' on cinnamon

I do not fuck wit these niggas cause most of em feminine

This is Margiela I'm pimpin' it, roll wit the goony committee men

Holdin' they nuts on a skinny pimp, one thing I don't do is penny pinch

I'm bout to stunt on a nigga bitch, rollin' a blunt that I'm finna hit

Fuckin' two models I'm finna switch, my premonition is eminent

Roll one, pop two, sip four, get money get dough

Flip blow, jug bail, pimp hoe, pull mo' kick do'

Wide body wit the kicks though, rim fo's and the lips swole

I was raised in the trap house, I'm attracted to a nympho

Paranoid I think somebody peakin' inside of my window

Fuck it, roll up the indo, choppa make a nigga limbo, it's Spoat

[Chorus: London Jae]

Push the foreign through the city, do the dash run the lane

Ah, I got bitches kissin' bitches, poppin' pussy shakin' titties all night

Ah, I pop me a perc and I roll up, I smash in the coupe they like hold up

Got bitches on bitches they kissin' and lickin', switchin' position, I'm goin' up

I pop me a perc and I roll up, I smash in the coupe they like hold up

Got bitches on bitches they kissin' and lickin', switchin' position, I'm goin' up, hey

[Verse 2: Scotty ATL]

Her name was Heather her, father would spoil her

She got the Panamera wit the spoiler, girl you the real shit no toilet

Pullin' my heart string and she know it, you so down for a nigga

Move the pound for a nigga, bust a round for a nigga

Schemin' we took the time on them niggas, patience really was a virtue

Took my time had to cut niggas, only trill niggas in my circle

Lately I've been doin' money dance, it just been good news after good news

Most of ya'll just catchin' on but the whole time man the hood knew

Mink coat for the hell of it, you can tell by the smell of it

Smokin' on the chronic Dr. Dre I be killin' track this a felony

If I go, who bailin' me? I ain't buyin' what you sellin' me

Most of ya'll just claim real, always talking bout "Man, you feelin' me?" nah

[Chorus: London Jae]

Push the foreign through the city, do the dash run the lane

Ah, I got bitches kissin' bitches, poppin' pussy shakin' titties all night

Ah, I pop me a perc and I roll up, I smash in the coupe they like hold up

Got bitches on bitches they kissin' and lickin', switchin' position, I'm goin' up

I pop me a perc and I roll up, I smash in the coupe they like hold up

Got bitches on bitches they kissin' and lickin', switchin' position, I'm goin' up, hey

[Outro: Greg Street]

Scotty ATL I see you boy

Yeah it's official and it's Greg Street certified

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