ATR For Life

Rod Wave

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    Pipe that shit up, TNT
    You know, I don't really, I ain’t really on that gangbanging shit but you know them young niggas, they don't even play
    Tellin' you, know what I’m sayin'?
    It's cool to go to school, I went to school, you know what I'm sayin'?
    You know what I'm sayin'?
    MikeMadeThe808s
    Hit you up for life
    When I say big dawg boss, big dawg boss, you know what I'm sayin’?
    What up? What up?
    Bitch, I’m, c'mon, man, bitch, you know what’s up with me
    Brr, hah

    Ain't got to pay no shooters, because they paid
    Tryna bodybag a nigga and that's on Reniyah grave
    ATR and we take war shit deeply
    I done seen too many fall to let you bitches beat me
    Okay, so wipe a nigga's nose or somethin’, yeah
    Send a nigga home or somethin', yeah
    Pop a nigga dome or somethin', yeah
    Get a nigga gone or somethin', yeah
    Rock out with that chrome or somethin', yeah
    Yeah, get a nigga gone or somethin', yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah
    Okay, go pop a nigga dome or somethin', yeah
    Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah

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    Nigga, on my brother, I got a cutter with a hundred in it
    Hit a nigga street with that heat and have him jumpin' fences
    Chris got a yopper, he the youngest but the fuckin' dumbest
    Niggas want war with the gang but they ain't got no money
    New rental plug, we tinted up, they never seen us comin'
    I told lil' bro that I got ten and we can fuckin' run it
    Let's go to war, let's go to war, may the best win
    For the love of money, I seen best friends kill best friends
    Six bales and give a nigga three hours, he'll be on the news
    I was on my way to Cali when bruh got knocked out his shoes
    From my block to your block, niggas is gettin' blues
    The streets ain't for these lil' boys, you better stay in school

    Ain't got to pay no shooters, because they paid
    Tryna bodybag a nigga and then someone on your grave
    ATR and we take war shit deeply
    I done seen too many fall to let you bitches beat me
    Okay, so wipe a nigga's nose or somethin', yeah
    Send a nigga home or somethin', yeah
    Pop a nigga dome or somethin', yeah
    Get a nigga gone or somethin', yeah
    Rock out with that chrome or somethin', yeah
    Yeah, get a nigga gone or somethin', yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah
    Okay, go pop a nigga dome or somethin', yeah
    Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah

    That's what I'm tellin' you, nigga
    Say what the fuck you want 'bout the gang
    I bet you still don't wanna go to war
    I bet you don't want no smoke
    This nigga ain't got no money to be beefin', man
    You niggas crazier than a bitch
    Yeah, the streets too dry to be tryna go to war with a nigga with some money, man
    Three, four racks, man, he'll walk right up on your ass
    Better stop playin'

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    Composition: TnTXD, Rod Wave, and MikeMadeThe808s

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