Attic

(Harmonizing)

Put the rock in the ceiling they say I'm an attic, turned to a habit

Killers be with me they grippin and blasting, dressed in the fashion

Pushing the botton this shit automatic, sliding thru traffic

Vroom Vroom, Imma press it and gas, I'm flying it's magic

Spent a bag on this patek, they know what it is, froze me a bitch

Cartier glasses, put smoke on the tint, Rollie a gliss

Get a brick cut it bag it, you know it's gon flip, selling for six

I'm with the static, I bacc out the switch, let that shit rip

Tell em that we RolliN, rolling thru the city nigga press the gas