[Intro: Scotty ATL]
Yeah yeah yeah, mufuckin' table turn ya nahmean, plot twist
Yeah it time for this, salute my dawg Nick ya nahmean
A-Town in the building man waz hannin, forreal
Beat those drums

[Verse 1: Scotty ATL]
Soon as we lock up the pot, camera surveillance the spot
This overdue, them there was so overdue
Them folk were callin' my phone, I hit ignore
2016 I was 'noyed, too many calls about losses
Strength in my circle, link that shit up with some bosses
Gotta surround yourself wit folk that's smarter than you
Trap shit that my background cause my daddy hustled in the Chi
[?] he ain't like sweet, heard he could flip the hell up out a pot
This shit a natural its in my jeans, I watch the paper shit that I possess
I was in different mood wit peace and cloud nine, where I'm from that finesse
Man for it 18, me and Nick, like full clip, like pitbull, I'm next spot like on sight been through some shit
I gotta say that myself, boy I been waitin' to get at you n***as
I'm talkin' like 20 East wit the top down, play some O'Jays got the screen playing Goodfellas
Hooked up like P, No Limit I'm me
Talkin' hundred G's a week, black suits at the Grammys
Super Bowl free Meek, can't even plan a release
Soon as we said it and leave

[Verse 2: Nick Grant]
I been grindin' all my life, bitch don't bug me I get fly
Never had a father figure but bet I'm yo mama type
Not the shooter not the pusher I'm just reelin' I just write
House full of coke and pussy call that salmon over rice
Man these rappers so confusing like they tryna tongue a dyke
Know some n***as get you robbed if you movin' that china white
All these crosses on my chest I call that Wakanda ice
Got a crush on Halle but it ain't no shortcuts in my life
Blacker berry sweeter juice I keep models by the deuce
They gon call it section eight how I squeeze em in the coupe
Like they tried to kill my dawg hoe this car ain't got no roof
Bounce back wit a classic man they thought I was a fluke
Time to motivate the youth, me and Scotty what it do
Got these hoes touchin' toes tryin' angle she's acute
One isosceles, I'm saucin' these n***as
I'm too real twice over couldn't be a fold n***a
[Chorus: Scotty ATL]
If you count me out you can count I been countin'
Let that money pile way up high like a mountain
Water on my neck this that drip its a fountain
If you count me out you can count I been countin'
If you count me out you can count I been countin'
Let that money pile way up high like a mountain
Water on my neck its a drip its a fountain
If you count me out you can count I been countin'