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[Intro]
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Mute my mic, twin
(Blatt, blatt, yeah)

[Verse 1]
I can change the game for all of y'all
Everytime it was a problem, I one them ones, you know that I always got involved
Been a minute since I seen you, been a minute since I switch you in positions
How I'm living, you know I gotta go get it
Niggas when we play, they prolly get to tripping
Atlanta traffic, it got late at night, but I got 5 on my side
I ain't going for shit, I promise every nigga shooting, he hopping in ride
Pulling up to the 5, what you tryna do
Heard your niggas got .5s, we got guns too
Oh you fucking on lames? Oh, I'm done with you
Hunnid shots hit the ground when I'm bummin through

[Chorus]
It's gon' be alright as long as you by my side when it hit past like nine
We can go outside with your friends, it's cool, I'm not insecure, it's fine
Bih wanna call my line, bitch, this a setup
Nigga had playing, his bitch got wet up
All of my shooter, they shoot from the neck up
We spill this shit, hell nah, hit his chest up

[Verse 2]
You fucking on niggas, huh, huh, I'm fucking on bitches
You call my phone and you tryna pull up on me asking do I got minutes
I got plenty minutes, I can make time for you
I got some niggas that slime for you
You call my phone and we riding through
I'm trying for you, and I'm trying
Fuck that over and over and now she mad and shit, I wouldn't trust me again
I told her I'm not that typa guy, she tryna suck your own twin
Me and twin, we on the same thing, we got different lanes, I'm on different timing
I might buy yo ass a wedding ring, nah I'm just playing, girl you know I'm lying
I buy yo ass a chain like my artist
I put that bitch in [?]
(Black truck, how you really wanna park it)
What you need, I can go and Instacart it
Get a Chick-Fil-A on Sunday
Pretty face, I can put her on the runway
When you slide on this block, boy this a one way
[?], dressing more like it's a Sunday

[Chorus]
It's gon' be alright as long as you by my side when it hit past like nine
We can go outside with your friends, it's cool, I'm not insecure, it's fine
Bih wanna call my line, bitch, this a setup
Nigga had playing, his bitch got wet up
All of my shooter, they hit from the neck up
We spill this shit, hell nah, hit his chest up