Put My Name In It

If it’s bout Palm Beach
Put my name in it
Wifi use to be my dawg
But I ain't tripping
We was on my block
You know when Wes was tripping
Cried to you in the car
Guess yeen get it
We from the bottom
From the durt nigga
Niggas getting shot
Getting murked nigga
Crabs in a bucket
With no love
You had got kicked out too
Yeah join the club
But that shit make you a soulja
561 yeah
Fresh out that magnolia
Dope Basel at my house gave you my preme tee
Seen yo mama hug you tour
That’s what I need
You came out with yo arm round my neck
You call me I slide on you
That’s a bet

That’s lil bro
He already know the rest (x2)

On yo side with that jerk shit
Told you never wear ankle socks again
You was nervous
Me and yo stepdad by the park
I had felt like yo big brother after dark

You told me I was in Rich Life
Same way you was Noo Good
You know I snuck in with the fye
So you know we good

You wouldn’t have got jumped in Texas
Yo niggas my niggas
Would a got reckless
You could have yo whole city behind yo back
You in the field nigga
Remember that
I heard what Chiki did
And that’s cap
I wear goggles
I never do you like that
If someone put salt on my name
Tell em run my fade
Downtown palm beach
Where ATL stay