Текст песни #AtMe - So-Low

I hear whispers where they at? Where they at?
In the back. In the back
Bunch of chit-chat none of that fact
Trying hard to chill and not react
But that night is getting old, and I'm on that young yak (Yiggity Yiggity)
Front and center when you speakin' to me, youngin'
I'll make you red, man when I start to smash somethin'
Not usually the method, always preached TICAL
Take In Consideration All Life, but dawg, wow
You got nothin' in your pockets but lint and vape juice
Cricket pre-paid, but yo mama paying it for you
But you mad cuz I'm stylin' on you
Wish me ill, but I'm smiling on you
You lucky all I'm doing is rhyming on you
Once I get the sizing on you, fist flying on you

At me, at me
Boy, get at me
At me, at me
Boy, get at me
At me
Bring that ass here boy
Boy- you better get at me
At me, at me
Boy, get at me
At me, at me
Boy, get at me
At me
Bring that ass here boy
Boy- you better get at me

Let em go- Let em go
Let em flow- Let em flow
I really wanna know what they think of So-Low
Don't choke- Don't choke
Oh no- Oh no
Think you ballin? You don't know Jim Jones
Think you scorin' but I'm blocking endzone
Lock it up, I get it crackin' Davy Jones
It's really crazy baby my flag is crossbones
My flow is so wavy it crash on shore stones
I know you want to save me but that mass is alone
But if I ever say I love you, then that shit was a clone
One of a kind, Rhyme scheme true to it
My pine smell good when I'm cookin' it
Whippin' it- I'm Whippin' the pen
My balls are Klondike, give it to you, what you do for it?

At me, at me
Boy, get at me
At me, at me
Boy, get at me
At me
Bring that ass here boy
Boy- you better get at me
At me, at me
Boy, get at me
At me, at me
Boy, get at me
At me
Bring that ass here boy
Boy- you better get at me

Alright
Back up or get smacked up
Coming at you like a mac truck to bust your MacBook
Sick of the shit you spit gon get me gassed up
On some priest shit- Boy you gon get your ass touched
Put the pause on em
Put the paws on em
Oh, you mad? Why you mad? I'm a boss totem
Light a candle on the mantel- sick of the rando
Nobody ever wants to fight in sandals
Can't be serious dog, this act ain't gonna last
Shawty try to step to me, my boo will give her a mash
Smash your head on the dash, jack your stash and cash
I bet you think you fly now- but you finna crash
Throw this sucker out, get him out my sight real fast
I don't wanna rap no more- I want to kick his ass

At me
Boy, get at me
At me
Boy, get at me
At me
Bring that ass here boy
Boy- you better get at me
At me
Boy, get at me
At me
Boy, get at me
At me
Bring that ass here boy
Boy- you better get at me