Nah

Find where he land, we slide
Find where he landin'
Down in Atlanta, we slide
I ain't got time
Shit I call up my slime
Tell him "hop out the ride"

Skrrt, I'm fried
Skrrt, nigga done fried
Skrrt, nigga, I'm fried
Skrrt, nigga get fried
Skrrt, nigga get fried
Skrrt, young nigga died
Yeah, yeah, yeah

None of these niggas ain't real
Everyday I spin that wheel
Got chrome hearts on her ass
Why the fuck would you touch my r-
Said why the fuck would you touch my ribs
Shawty bad I put her on film
Shawty bad I put her in Skims
With the money I'm counting, these bills
Old money I'm talkin' distilled

Skrrt, I'm fried
Skrrt, nigga done fried
Skrrt, nigga, I'm fried
Skrrt, nigga get fried
Skrrt, nigga get fried
Skrrt, young nigga died

Better not try
Fuck, nigga don't try
I'm with the trap
Yeah, nigga outside
Geeking up, rollin' up, fuckin' up, yeah
Geeking up, rollin' up, fuckin' up, yeah
Fuckin' up, fuckin' up
Fuckin' up, fuckin' up
Fuckin' up, fuckin' up
Fuckin' up, fuckin' up

Find where he land, we slide
Find where he landin'
Down in Atlanta, we slide