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Careful what you say, we’ll pop the trunk on your bitch ass. Ha ha ha! A-T-L Ho!

They call me G2, I ain’t nobody’s fool
You mess with the fam, blow a hole I can see through
Skip over trash miggas, I’m riding ski doos
You get diddied by the game, you and terry holla Me Too
My jeans ain’t tight, I let my nuts hang
My girl kitty tight, she like my stroke game
I ain’t gotta fight, I keep a big blade
You think your swag tight, you ain’t impressed may

New balance on my feet, My balance never off
My balance in the black, my balance level off
I balance steady hands, I’ll knock your balance off
I balance steady bands, your balance cutting off

I don’t admit to nothing, I ain’t a snitch migga
I stuff my piggy bank, working on six figures
I know some black dogs, they some grave diggers
They keep the drako in the closet, for you fake miggas
I gotta push fast, I’m always paper chasing
I ain’t looking back, I feel the constant hating
I Keep my eyes closed, I keep on meditating
If you boys try to make it fall, My choppa steady raking

New balance on my feet, My balance never off
My balance in the black, my balance level off
I balance steady hands, I’ll knock your balance off
I balance steady bands, your balance cutting off

I’m a stand up guy but I’m wheelchair bound
Don’t eat pork but I smoke that loud
Don’t like to fight but I’ll go that route
If You mess with the fam I’ll knock you out
She squirt so much she dehydrated
Gotta keep Gatorade by the bed
Ain’t gotta talk, my mouth make her tap out
Ain’t gotta walk, got her screaming loud(Ha ha!)
A-t-l-a-n-t-a, my mayor black and we call him Dre
We ain’t never scared of busting heads to white meat errday
Home of magic city if you wanna pay to play
Only real ones know bout Bankhead if you don’t know, you better stay away
Zone 4, Oakland city, full of gangsters making plays
Go to Grady if you wanna live to see another day if you catch a stray
Atlanta is my home no matter where to go, Buckhead is where I stay
Don’t mess round and find out, I ain’t scared to catch a case

New balance on my feet, My balance never off
My balance in the black, my balance level off
I balance steady hands, I’ll knock your balance off
I balance steady bands, your balance cutting off(Say it again)
New balance on my feet, My balance never off
My balance in the black, my balance level off
I balance steady hands, I’ll knock your balance off
I balance steady bands, your balance cutting off

Ha! Yea,

Come at me. See what happens.
My brother gonna fold you up like a styrofoam plate from the Chinese spot. We ain’t never scared!

I’m G2, My brother is JP

Holla at em JP! Talk to these puss ass miggas!

Original lyrics by GEP #aisongs #music #atlanta #trapmusic #crunkmusic #TI #originallyrics