What Happened To That Boy Lyrics

Ok hi there

Bomb in the building still in my white airs

Dripped in a percentage including the Bomber eye wear

Sipping a piranha I'm running up quite a bar fair

Moving Eliana for commas I'm like a cartel

Bomb has got it booming the one and only monopoly

Money with the cream cheese cheddar and broccoli

It was all a dream few was willing to rock with me

Now I'm in the Forbes just from planting a money tree

Best in Arizona my name is top of the roll call

Niggas try to diss me in seconds that shit will snow ball

Load up all the harvest and ship it out to the Ozarks

Juiced like an old Keith Richard's sniffing a snow ball

Yeah

I'm so ahead of my class

Foot on the dash

Outside only when it's for cash

Don't make me laugh

Still the bringer of bags

I'm trying to get some

Anybody shooting at Atom you clearly missed

Chilling in the city my aura the green ranger

Cooking like I'm back in the era that used pagers

Fire in the booth and burner of all stages

Hating on a nigga consider it outrageous

I'm in my bag

I want it bad

Hundreds of bands

Stuffed in my hands

I get it in huh

In advance

Still in the plans

Don't want to wait non

Better bar non

I'm grooving like I was rev run

I made a M and want 100 more

This is Arizona it gets hotter as the summer goes

Sold a bunch of albums turn around and do 100 more

Meetings with label asking how you want the summer go

Big face road ways

New rims gold plate

Chick fits dolce

Slick like OJ

Sauce from an east state

Sea salt and ol bey

Big shit on display

Wrist is a Rolex

Whips like a tank

Getting bank if I roll up

Man at the door I employ cause he swole up

Invoice hits that's before Atom rolls up

Bottles to the stage so the treesh can get tore up

Play no games not all

I got deals to resolve

I got meals to devour

I got packs of the raw

That I need to divorce

Got a will to enforce

And a life to enjoy

This the flow Wayne Gacy

Prep game Brady

Real slime shady

Neck cost 80

Self made A Team

You'll don't faze me

Guns off safety

Y'all my play things