Welcome to Eternal Atake
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I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek
I bought her a baby one
Yeah, I bought me a Maybach, it came with two doors
Yeah, thats the Mercedes one fo sho
I stay with the baddest, Im countin the cabbage while makin my lady cum yes
I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was a BRABUS, thats why I be racin em BRABUS
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war woah, get it
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war yeah, get it
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war
I got static in my city, who fuckin with me?
Pull up with this 30 and this chopper hold a fifty
Man, I heard that nigga Mickey, thats too risky
Man, we spray his car, spray his window, icky, icky
She keep suckin on my dick, tryna get a hickey, hickey
Girl, I swear that pussy too wet, sticky, sticky
I kicked her right out of the front door, Im picky, picky
And every time she go to call my phone, Im busy, busy yeah, yeah, hello, hello?
I heard its some niggas thats on my head brr
I heard its some niggas that want my bread
Oh my God, yall niggas better chill before yall all be dead oh my God, yeah, yeah
Whole lot of, whole lot of hoes, whole lot of, whole lot of meds
Yeah, whole lot of, whole lot of clothes, niggas be stealin my swag hold up, hold up
Whole lot of, whole lot of emeralds, please tuck your baguettes oh my God
Yeah, whole lot of, whole lot of red rubies on my neck oh my-
Uzi, it came with a TEC
The brick, it came with a vet
I can teach you how to flex yeah
The Draco, it came with a vest
The condo, it came with a pit yeah
My new bitch, she came with some neck yeah
Man, these boys aint believe me
Until I pulled up and my neck was on squeegee woah
Man, these boys aint believe me
They thought I believed in the devil like ouija
Man, these boys aint believe me
A real rockstar, Chrome Heart on my beanie yeah
I swear these boys cannot see me
Thats why I be livin my life like Im Stevie
Wake up, Versace my bitch
I got on that Tisci, I eat fettuccine
I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek
I bought her a baby one woah
Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it came with two doors
Yeah, thats the Mercedes one fo sho
I stay with the baddest, Im countin the cabbage while makin my lady cum stay with the baddest
I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was a BRABUS, thats why I be racin em I bought a G-Wagen
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war yeah
I aint fuck a bitch in so long, Id do it in a Honda Accord nah, for real
I had to count my money on the ironing board
I just took that bitch shoppin, fucked behind the stores
I had to get all my niggas off bond, I had to get em off holding yeah
I had to take 12 right on the mile, drive it like my van was stolen skrrt, skrrt
It sing like my birthday, brand new
Cause Im only known just to floor it brand new
Yeah, I just know they be watchin it
Yeah, yeah, I just know they be watchin it watchin it, uh
All these hoes love me
I am such a slimy guy, nigga, do not trust me
Baby, Ima bust you way before you bust me
You shouldnt have trusted me, girl, you got off lucky yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, if its beef, I dont partake
No, I do not eat steak yeah
All I eat is fish plates
My diamonds so cold, in the freezer my wrist be
Somewhere in the hills, prolly where my bitch stay
Switchin my crib and you know Im gon switch states yeah
I made a million, yeah, off a mixtape
I made a million, yeah, off a mixtape
I turned to an addict, I bought me a Patek, I bought her a baby one
Yeah, I brought me a Maybach, it came with two doors
Yeah, thats the Mercedes one
I stay with the baddest, Im countin the cabbage while makin my lady cum I stay with the baddest
I bought a G-Wagen, that shit was a BRABUS
Thats why I be racin em I bought a G-Wagen
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war yeah
I aint fuck a bitch in so long, Id do it in a Honda Accord woah
I had to count my money on the ironing board yeah
I just took that bitch shoppin, fucked behind the stores store
Fucked behind the stores
You know that I gotta keep it real, fucked behind the stores fo sho
You know that I gotta keep it real, fucked behind the stores icky, icky
Yeah, count up a half a mil up behind the store hickey, hickey
Yeah, she gone off that molly like she aint never take a pill before sticky, sticky
You acting too tough like your homie aint never get killed before icky, icky
What the- yo, what the fuck was that?