"First Class To Atl" lyrics
[ZayBang:]
Mm, I might let her pour me a shot
Honey pack up in the Don while I play with the twat
So many whips up at the house, I could start me a lot
The more these nerd niggas hate, shit, the farther we got
Nigga
Take a seat in the back
I'm probably rubbin' shorty leg while I'm clutchin' my strap
So much money off this music, ain't no way to look back
A nerd nigga said some shit, but ain't no takin' it back
I'm in the coupe through the city, bitch, I'm stuck at a light
Before you say some nerd shit, niggas better think twice
This a GNX Nat', so it's up on the price
I paid two thousand for this 'fit and why the fuck would I fight?
I'm on the bike, catchin' views, tryna knock me some snow
And if it's money on the wood, bitch, you know I'ma go
First class to Atlanta, they just booked us a show
My brother catch the right nigga, he gon' cook him for sure
See, this a '63 Benz with the curtains in back
My brother left his other blick, I got a curtesy strap
The brown bustin' on my whip, I had to get it re-wrapped
I was 'posed to stop sippin', but a nigga relapsed
[ALLBLACK:]
My life a roller-coaster, free Lil Ki, R.I.P., Sosa (Fah, fah)
I'm with the 1 Umbrella mob, fifty bosses, fifty soldiers (Come on)
I don't want the black truck, I'm drivin' Corolla (Gone)
Took a nap on my lunch break, my cellphone fell deep in the sofa
I did not know niggas want beef, I got choppers (Blade)
Got choppers on top of choppers and cheese like ricotta
San Tung wings, sauce on the side, hold the veggies
I fell asleep, I missed the Superbowl, the drank ain't let me (Yeah)
I got God on my side, I used to rush in, Anton Levy
On my way to 1 Montgomery, me and ZayBang in the Chevy
Got the engine echoin' off the buildin', turned the city up (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Let a nigga play with this '08 shit, we gon' burn him up
[22nd Jim:]
On and off the road, ain't seen the booth in 'bout some weeks
On a PJ with my niggas, pourin' cups of Easter pink
1 Umbrella, that's the mafia, every nigga around elite
I put holes all in your T-shirt, I ain't with the pushin' peace
These niggas Adam22, they keep they business on the 'net
Fresh out the bank, I'm countin' hundreds, I came so far from the 'jects
I got my young niggas on go and they gon' do just what I say
It's a big difference, I don't, you do what that ho say
Pop that shit like it ain't nothin', got the paper, the backend
If niggas know me, then they know I ain't duckin' no action
And when it come down to that soul shit, know I'm heavily active
In traffic with a fully on me, bad bitch in the passenger
(It's Jim, nigga)
Mm, I might let her pour me a shot
Honey pack up in the Don while I play with the twat
So many whips up at the house, I could start me a lot
The more these nerd niggas hate, shit, the farther we got
Nigga
Take a seat in the back
I'm probably rubbin' shorty leg while I'm clutchin' my strap
So much money off this music, ain't no way to look back
A nerd nigga said some shit, but ain't no takin' it back
I'm in the coupe through the city, bitch, I'm stuck at a light
Before you say some nerd shit, niggas better think twice
This a GNX Nat', so it's up on the price
I paid two thousand for this 'fit and why the fuck would I fight?
I'm on the bike, catchin' views, tryna knock me some snow
And if it's money on the wood, bitch, you know I'ma go
First class to Atlanta, they just booked us a show
My brother catch the right nigga, he gon' cook him for sure
See, this a '63 Benz with the curtains in back
My brother left his other blick, I got a curtesy strap
The brown bustin' on my whip, I had to get it re-wrapped
I was 'posed to stop sippin', but a nigga relapsed
[ALLBLACK:]
My life a roller-coaster, free Lil Ki, R.I.P., Sosa (Fah, fah)
I'm with the 1 Umbrella mob, fifty bosses, fifty soldiers (Come on)
I don't want the black truck, I'm drivin' Corolla (Gone)
Took a nap on my lunch break, my cellphone fell deep in the sofa
I did not know niggas want beef, I got choppers (Blade)
Got choppers on top of choppers and cheese like ricotta
San Tung wings, sauce on the side, hold the veggies
I fell asleep, I missed the Superbowl, the drank ain't let me (Yeah)
I got God on my side, I used to rush in, Anton Levy
On my way to 1 Montgomery, me and ZayBang in the Chevy
Got the engine echoin' off the buildin', turned the city up (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Let a nigga play with this '08 shit, we gon' burn him up
[22nd Jim:]
On and off the road, ain't seen the booth in 'bout some weeks
On a PJ with my niggas, pourin' cups of Easter pink
1 Umbrella, that's the mafia, every nigga around elite
I put holes all in your T-shirt, I ain't with the pushin' peace
These niggas Adam22, they keep they business on the 'net
Fresh out the bank, I'm countin' hundreds, I came so far from the 'jects
I got my young niggas on go and they gon' do just what I say
It's a big difference, I don't, you do what that ho say
Pop that shit like it ain't nothin', got the paper, the backend
If niggas know me, then they know I ain't duckin' no action
And when it come down to that soul shit, know I'm heavily active
In traffic with a fully on me, bad bitch in the passenger
(It's Jim, nigga)
