[Verse]
I got broads in Atlanta, they love me 'cause all my bars goin' Planters
I know dogs in the slammer 'cause they rental car hit a scanner
In the Present got presents like Santa, see, guerrillas will peel with Bananas
They got cigs like a stick full of cancer, you gon' fold like the clothes in the hamper
Woah, n***as hoes I can't stand'em
See they set they gon Dip like Santana
Talk wildly like Miley
But they actions is Hannah Montana
N***a, you not in my lane, let me show you why you ain't
They just tryna be the same, Future, I'm feeling pain
Pay me for what I have changed, I need a mill and some change
Wait till I get in the game, we gonna get some thangs
Woah, better say I'm from the jungle where killers raised in the land
And they go do more with 30 clip then any n***a on the gram
Woah, I got broads in Atlanta, I got sauce they can't stand us
Village boys in my family, might go Thor with the hammer
Had to tour for the bread, hardly in the cap anymore
I been juggin tryna find out, do n***as rap anymore?
These bebe kids is back for ya boy
Place my fist really quick in the back of they jaw
Might break my wrist to fade ya shit
Now take ya whip, ya bitch crash it for joy like
It's Wutang where I'm at 'cause they known for the Meth
I don't what they doin' bout it but I'm pretty sure I know a chef
Pretty sure he know the rec, apie to cook up the death
Lot of drano, lot of ether, probably should say the rest
But they tryna lock us for the hash now
Oh, that how they make they cash now
I'ma play ya lil act now, tell the prosecutor back down
I got broad in Atlanta, they got lean in the Fanta
Codeine Tropicana, they might od they can't stand up
It might fuck up they grammer, it might fuck with they manner
I might be chillin' with a Red Fox
Got me feelin' like im Sanford
When they spit the shit booty, n***as bitch n***as coochie
Took lemons, made lemonade but they B I'm Gucci
I got broads in Atlanta
If the white X6 look like a Panda
And the Black X6 look like a Phantom
Then my Phantom, gon' look like a Pantha