Ate & Ate Lyrics

I'm living like a dope man

'Way i'm makin dough man

Stacks out of control man

I'm bombing like the taliban

Driving cars you never thought I'd have im like the boogieman

When i pull up make the place like damn we need a backup plan

All around my name is spreading like a fuckin pandemic

People tryna act like they my number one stan, bitch

I'm posted up with LG, think we bout to buy a mansion

The way the mob is growing you would think we own a damn ship

We making music for the fun how could we not shine?

Always on the grind, you could say the game is mine

I- walk in ballin out i said there is no fuckin doubt

Thaaat we gon freeze ice-through

The diamonds on my chain blue

Turn your face a red hue

I got the genius IQ

Want all these people to see me the greatest

Watch on my wrist yeah you know its the latest

Will you be mine?

Bitch i got time?

I'm saving a bullet for each of these haters

B-Boy, LG, yeah, the mob, shoutouts

Making so much money, bought a island in the Caymans

All these bitches wanna fuck with no swag, you tasteless

Drop around the block so much, leave stains on the pavement

It's crazy, who is tryna crash this week

Tryna shoot my shot, left a message on her cheek

She a freak, I don't wanna fuck unless you dress sheek

Dress in new swag like every single week, New pair of Yeezys, yeah, I like the way they squeak

Can't rock with the boss, yeah, your rap game weak

Ain't no time to rise already at my peak It's my time to shine, so don't even speak

Fuckin' around in my sleep, nobody try to wake me

Monster inside of me, make bread like a pastry

Shootin' it on my opp, keep it cocked, no safety

Black gloves on my hand, nobody can trace me

Drove around in the corner here, pop, pop, pop

Goes by Nick, just another word for opp

Can't stop, can't stop, please, someone make it stop

Ballin' like I'm slingin' crack, see my opps and I shoot back

I'm fakin' girl, that's fuckin' cap, I'm drakin', you all fuckin' crap

I got a bitch, she on my lap, just like X, I'm fuckin' sad

Gettin' better at my craft, German girl can take mien shaft

I can not lose, killin' all you fools

Comin' on my bitch, I'm feelin' great All of this money, stay on my plate

Fuckin' these bitches, you know I got eight

Goin so high, you know that she ate

Like a bonobo, boutta go ape All these bananas, I ate

I ate, I ate, I ate, I ate I ate, I ate, I ate, I ate

All these bitches, I take and I take stacks on stacks that got me baked

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