Never Landing

Lyrics
[Intro] (T-t-today, Junior) Started wit' nothin', I came up, I swear Yeah (DatBoiGetro) Started wit' nothin', I came up, I swear Snakes on the belt, I got snakes in the grass Yeah, that's no cap I'm in Iran Play wit' them bands That not my mans Cash in advance Do it again Hop out that Benz Geek on Perc' 10 Don't think that I'll land [Chorus] Started wit' nothin', I came up, I swear Got snakes on my belt, I got snakes in the grass Ride in that Mazi, I do the whole dash Backend come in, I'm gon' count it real fast I feel like McLovin', my bitch super bad I know these niggas they weren't built-to-last Crossin' 'em out, ain't goin' out sad Ain't seein' no drought, the pack is gon' land Taliban light somethin' like I'm in Iran I play no guitar, but I play wit' them bands He claim the gang, just know that's not my man Before we speak need the cash in advance I fuck up a check then do it again YSL step when I hopped out that Benz No I don't sleep, I geek on Perc' 10 Astronaut geek, don't think that I'll land [Verse] We got them bales in the pickup Plug call my cell and I pick up I'm flexin' this weight, I'm gon lift up Sippin' this red, ain't got hiccups We drawin' down, it's a stick-up He talkin' down, we gon' get him Peace treaties, no, we don't hear 'em Big-body coupes, we gon' steer 'em I'm takin' risks like I'm Evil Kenievel I might watchin' out for the rats and the weasels Car came with wings, I take off like a eagle President tint, so, no boy, I can't see you Look in my pocket and I see dead people I come from the south, we po' fours on the Regal Bust out a pint, I po' fours in the liter I play wit' them pans just like my name was Peter Yeah, young nigga came from road runnin' Call that boy a dummy, he don't know nothin' Say you gettin' money, nigga, show somethin' Say you got gas, nigga, roll somethin' I'ma put them plays in motion Ain't got no time for loafin' A lot of niggas know we exposed them [Chorus] Started wit' nothin', I came up, I swear Got snakes on my belt, I got snakes in the grass Ride in that Mazi, I do the whole dash Backend come in, I'm gon' count it real fast I feel like McLovin', my bitch super bad I know these niggas they weren't built-to-last Crossin' 'em out, ain't goin' out sad Ain't seein' no drought, the pack is gon' land Taliban light somethin' like I'm in Iran I play no guitar, but I play wit' them bands He claim the gang, just know that's not my man Before we speak need the cash in advance I fuck up a check then do it again YSL step when I hopped out that Benz No I don't sleep, I geek on Perc' 10 Astronaut geek, don't think that I'll land
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- ATL Smook