East Atlanta 11pm Lyrics

Yeah

Know I'm Pharrell

No ain't no front in this

I see the future with racks Girl I promise this

Business is private they think we anonymous

Play with these sticks and these bands

Think I'm drumming this

Only way up and you know that I'm running this

Money power and respect is what comes from this

Bag in a bag I'm the one that be funding it

Still yelling trap and the gang is what comes with this

Rolling and having this motion

Still on they neck show my face for promotion

How he on fire heart rotten and frozen

Watch for the cross know I feel like I'm chosen

44 we striking not talking about poses

All of these racks talking proper mouth golden

Dj we spinning yeah I brought the pole in

Yeah

Slide thru the city the F'n or the Glock

Blues coming longway I'm ready to rock

Smoke know it's pressure I cheif on a opp

Ain't no more leanlean so wok in the pop

Smelling looking like it give me that top

If she on the lick then she send me that drop

Stand on that business and lie to the cops

Dropping the load and her name on that dot

Solid ten toes than a coup at her spot

Choker the leash icy the watch

Stack them dead heads run it up let it rot

Yeah

Slide thru the city the F'n or the Glock

Blues coming longway I'm ready to rock

Smoke know it's pressure I cheif on a opp

You want that real well it's standing in front of you

If I'm in my feelings I'll spin when it comes to you

Know I like two but I'm cool With just one of you

Wet pussy pink but you know what them hundreds do

Cute baby face it's okay if you comfortable

Ride thru the trap eat that dick like a lunchable

Blues be the notes you can C and it's Hornable

Speaking of sea in this bitch going barnacles

I'm from the city use to trap out that vacant

Strippers in follies I had this bitch shaking

Bags of the gas know it's loud and it's raging

Scripts of the lean I'm the doctors first patient

I don't do regular and I don't do basic

Trapping cheetah know I'm switching locations

Catching bodies baddies give me they faces

That's a dropped top get it I'm racing

Know I'm Pharrell

No ain't no front in this

I see the future with racks Girl I promise this

Business is private they think we anonymous

Play with these sticks and these bands

Think I'm drumming this

Only way up and you know that I'm running this

Money power and respect is what comes from this

Bag in a bag I'm the one that be funding it

Still yelling trap and the gang is what comes with this

Rolling and having this motion

Still on they neck show my face for promotion

How he on fire heart rotten and frozen

Watch for the cross know I feel like I'm chosen

44 we striking not talking about poses

All of these racks talking proper mouth golden

Dj we spinning yeah I brought the pole in

Slide thru the city the F'n or the Glock

Blues coming longway I'm ready to rock

Smoke know it's pressure I cheif on a opp

Ain't no more leanlean so wok in the pop

Smelling looking like it give me that top

If she on the lick then she send me that drop

Stand on that business and lie to the cops

Dropping the load and her name on that dot