[Intro]
Feeling like a Chatt Town who done made it out the bottom
Counting sleazy money, residue on every dollar
Yeah yeah, n***a, n***a

[Verse 1]
Bag it, double wrap it, and Tupperware it
Got a plug in FedEx, we can next day air it
Taking penitentiary-chances, we living careless
Uh oh, where I'm from n***as getting violent
Round up East Lake, projects is do or dire
N***as masked up just like Michael Myers
Riding through the streets all night like an Uber driver
Make 'em pull up on right beside you
Catch your ass slipping out here on a bad day
Roll the window down, dumping like that shit trash day
Pull off outta blunt, he pull off in the ash tray
Today just might be your last day
I done dodged a few bullets and a few cases
Cops searched my house but they ain't find the pounds in the suitcases
After that I had to make a few changes
Had a couples bizzles hidden in a few places
Couple traffic stops turned into car chases
We was living like a bunch of little Scarfaces
All my n***as hungry, they just want a sack now
My n***a turned his momma crib into a crack house
Counting up the cash, I'm 'bout to re-up with the pack now
[?] back at it once again with the sack now, n***a
[Chorus]
Feeling like a Chatt Town who done made it out the bottom
Counting sleazy money, residue on every dollar
(Wake up in the morning, we just getting to this guala
Rolling through the city, selling weed out up the Impala)
Feeling like a Chatt Town who done made it out the bottom
Counting sleazy money, residue on every dollar
(Wake up in the morning, we just getting to this guala)
Yeah yeah, n***a
(We just getting to this guala n***a)

[Verse 2]
Ooh you won't believe what happened the other day
Pussy n***a tried to take some weed and then run away
Pistol whip his ass in front Chic-Fil-A
Oh oh, make a flip then another flip
Need a brand new house and another whip
Taking rentals in and out the city, we taking trips
Tell me if you need something, I'll be there in a jiff
Yeah, yeah, I'm on the phone now, on the road now, selling zones now
We selling every fucking thing until it's sold out
We got weed, we got thizz, a little dope now
My lil youngin' say he fucking with the blow now
I asked him why the hell you playing with your nose now?
See, the way we living my n***a we live wrong
But fuck it man somebody had to do it on they own muhfucka
[Chorus]
Feeling like a Chatt Town who done made it out the bottom
Counting sleazy money, residue on every dollar
(Wake up in the morning, we just getting to this guala
Rolling through the city, selling weed out up the Impala)
Feeling like a Chatt Town who done made it out the bottom
Counting sleazy money, residue on every dollar
(Wake up in the morning, we just getting to this guala)
Yeah yeah, n***a
(We just getting to this guala n***a)
Feeling like a Chatt Town who done made it out the bottom
Counting sleazy money, residue on every dollar
(Wake up in the morning, we just getting to this guala
Rolling through the city, selling weed out up the Impala)
Feeling like a Chatt Town who done made it out the bottom
Counting sleazy money, residue on every dollar
(Wake up in the morning, we just getting to this guala)
Yeah yeah, n***a
(We just getting to this guala n***a)