Yeah, Skrrrrrt

[Hook]

Aye, I’m rolling up good pressure

I’m riding thru Atlanta

Im rolling up good pressure

And I’m riding thru Atlanta, man

I’m rolling up good pressure

I’m riding thru Atlanta

I brought my niggas with me

And they down for whatever, man

[Verse 1]

I’m rolling up good pressure

I’m riding thru Atlanta, man

If he want some pressure

It can turn into Atlanta Stan

Fold, I can never, know my niggas keep them hammers man

Posted wit some shooters, nigga I ain’t talking camera man

When I’m on the East, I give love for my kin folk

When I’m on the north I don’t give the cops no info

Everyday a money day

I’m finding ways to get this cake

What you tryna do

I can put you on some bands today

Drop top foreign coupe

I need that bitch in my garage

Shorty claim she love a nigga

I can’t go for no facade

Shout out to the west side

Del Mar that’s the nine

Shout out to the south side

I’m speeding pass 285

[Hook]

Aye, I’m rolling up good pressure

I’m riding thru Atlanta

Im rolling up good pressure

And I’m riding thru Atlanta, man

I’m rolling up good pressure

I’m riding thru Atlanta

I brought my niggas with me

And they down for whatever, man

[Verse 2]

My shorty is a ten piece

Her booty shaped just like a peach

Momma know I’m on now

They gotta pay to hear me speak

Two white hoes on the flo

Yeah they on they knees

Topping off the D

They gotta give the kid what he needs

I can’t do no wedding bands

Strictly money on my mind

And I’m wearing fancy threads

Invented fresh all the time

I been chasing paper, with no patience

Cause I hate waiting

Get the fuck up out my face

I told you ho we not dating

Pressure pack you know I’m facing

I can feel it in my lungs

Got yo ho she so impatient

Imma make her use her tongue

Shout out to the ones that doubted

Shout out to the ones who hated

Shout to Atlanta nigga

I’m on the north side getting faded

[Hook]

Aye, I’m rolling up good pressure

I’m riding thru Atlanta

Im rolling up good pressure

And I’m riding thru Atlanta, man

I’m rolling up good pressure

I’m riding thru Atlanta

I brought my niggas with me

And they down for whatever, man