KirbLaGoop
I’m That Nigga
[Intro: KirbLaGoop & ATL Smook]
Huh? Huh? Okay
Tryna tell these n***as (Woo)
Tell 'em, whoadie
N***as don't wanna listen
Y'all boys better tighten the fuck up now
They don't wanna listen, it's time to turn up on these n***as
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
I said, it's time to turn the fuck up on these n***as, bruh (Word)
They still ain't decent, though (Huh, huh)
It's okay
Huh, huh

[Chorus: ATL Smook]
Certified real n***a since the get up
I've been selling gas, trying to get my bread up
These pussy-ass n***as starting to get me fed up (Get me fed up)
I'ma keep it based and I'ma keep my hеad up (Keep my head up)
I'm that n***a with the gas (Gas)
I'm that n***a with the swag (Swag)
I'm that n***a aftеr cash (Cash)
All you other n***as trash (Trash)
I'm that n***a with the gas (Gas)
I'm that n***a with the swag (Swag)
I'm that n***a after cash (Cash)
All you other n***as trash (Pfft)
[Verse 1: ATL Smook]
All I know is get it (Get it)
Flip it, then I spend it (Spend it)
Money over bitches 'cause I'm tryna stack these riches (Cash)
Skinny n***as with them bitches (Bitches)
That's just how I'm living (Living)
Mama told me, "Watch your friends", but I wouldn't listen (Nah)
N***a jugged me out my shit, but it's okay (What?)
If I catch him lacking, I'ma get him for his bank (Phew)
N***as out here hustling for some earrings and some chains (Phew, phew, chains)
Me, I'm trying to pull up in that Audi on some thangs (Skrrt, skrrt)
I might be off a Xan' (Xan'), I might be on some lean (Lean)
Your bitch might be with me, doing tricks for the team (Gymnastics)
Tryna stack this money up taller than Yao Ming (Yao Ming)
Diamonds are for everyone, so I'ma get some bling

[Chorus: ATL Smook & KirbLaGoop]
Certified real n***a since the get up (Get up)
I've been selling gas, trying to get my bread up (Doot, doot, doot, doot)
These pussy-ass n***as starting to get me fed up (Get me fed up, huh?)
I'ma keep it based and I'ma keep my head up (Word, keep my head up)
I'm that n***a with the gas (Gas, huh? Huh?)
I'm that n***a with the swag (Swag)
I'm that n***a after cash (Cash, huh? Huh?)
All you other n***as trash (Trash, word, word)
I'm that n***a with the gas (Gas)
I'm that n***a with the swag (Swag, boom, boom, boom, boom)
I'm that n***a after cash (Cash)
All you other n***as trash (Pfft, word)
[Verse 2: KirbLaGoop]
Drop a four up in my Fanta
Fuck around with my dog Smooky out Atlanta
Got a lil' plug on nice Tropicana
Know I got work, so I keep a hammer
Do a lot of damage, break a bitch off (Boom, boom)
Fucking with that Goop, gon' pay the cost (The cost)
Who's the man? Who's the boss?
It don't matter, won't take the loss (Okay)
I beat your ass, fuck your bitch (Huh?)
Then I put her out there on the strip (Uh-huh)
Drop a O, she two for six
She got nicks with the switch (Uh)
Boy, you trash, I got gats
I got gas, I got swag
I got cash, I got racks
Got these hoes selling ass
Heard you booming, just relax before I come and jugg your shit (Jugg, jugg, jugg)
I'll lock your whole block, close your shop when you quit (Uh-huh)
On your whoadie with the work
On your turf smoking purp'
What you need? I can serve
Got these ounces under my shirt, ho

[Chorus: ATL Smook & KirbLaGoop]
Certified real n***a since the get up (Get up)
I've been selling gas, trying to get my bread up
These pussy-ass n***as starting to get me fed up (Get me fed up)
I'ma keep it based and I'ma keep my head up (Jugg, jugg, keep my head up)
I'm that n***a with the gas (Gas)
I'm that n***a with the swag (Swag)
I'm that n***a after cash (Cash)
All you other n***as trash (Trash)
I'm that n***a with the gas (Gas)
I'm that n***a with the swag (Swag)
I'm that n***a after cash (Cash)
All you other n***as trash (Pfft)