Текст песни ATL2MIA - Braend Lee

Yeah
Took a PJ ATL to Miami
I Run with the family
Ain't Nothing to hand me
Running this shit like I just Pulled a hammy
That's why they Can't stand me
That's why they Get stimmy's
Getting to the money like oooh, Uhhh
Getting to the money like, Oh God Damn
Getting to the money like oooh, Uhhh
And if I don't do nothing Right
Ballin was the plan
Dumb Vibe

I got me a jet, I got me a check
No S on my chest I flex on my ex
They say i'm next
I think i'm Now
I graduated with no cap and gown
Look mama we made it now we Run the town
You mad that we Made it
I'm stacking this caking these
Niggas hating they hotter than Cajun
I don't need to sell out my soul
I Won't lose
Ride through the hood with the choppers on top of the roof
Nother one inside a Goose
Stars In the roof
Whip move so fast that that shit just go poof
Credit Eight-Fifty might pop em for Fifty
Then double up
Now i'm up
One hunnit and two

Took a PJ ATL to Miami
I Run with the family
Ain't Nothing to hand me
Running this shit like I just Pulled a hammy
That's why they Can't stand me
That's why they Get stimmy's
Getting to the money like oooh, Uhhh
Getting to the money like, Oh God Damn
Getting to the money like oooh, Uhhh
And if I don't do nothing Right
Ballin was the plan
Dumb Vibe

We taking flight rev up them Jets
I met the plug Became the Connect
Made 20 thousand all through a Text
Fuck calling collect
Atlanta, Miami, Houston is next H-O-U-S-T-O-N
Maybe just fuck you in telly's
I got a bitch her name Rachetly
She ride the dick just like A Chevy
Swallow and gobble she never Upset me

Took a PJ ATL to Miami
I Run with the family
Ain't Nothing to hand me
Running this shit like I just Pulled a hammy
That's why they Can't stand me
That's why they Get stimmy's
Getting to the money like oooh, Uhhh
Getting to the money like, Oh God Damn
Getting to the money like oooh, Uhhh
And if I don't do nothing Right
Ballin was the plan
Dumb Vibe