Houstonatlantaville (Explicit) - EST Gee/Lil Baby/Travis Scott Lyrics by：George Stone III/John Carlos Ramirez/Donte Ononiewu/John Prentiss Moore Composed by：George Stone III/John Carlos Ramirez/Donte Ononiewu/John Prentiss Moore Arranged by：JOHNGOTITT/Dxntemadeit/JP the Avant/Mattazik Muzik Yeah I really got all right now one the very few yeah I used to mix the blue with gray Give it merle spots The type of food they walk Uptown to indian trail for Niggas really nobodies We made y'all feel y'all selves huh My lane drives be and1 damn This who y'all scared of 'Round wolves but man cubs These niggas playing thugs Gangsta I got saved by a scale It ain't hard to tell At valero scoping clientele Testers and the cell Yo you probably grab that paper towel I just threw on the ground Hit the line and the dog fire I ain't got no problem Pulling back around in no time Life of crime Whoever said it pays is right They wasn't lying 4590 stalling he drove two Three hours for that Pow wow and it still ain't drying Hunndo said it died 'long as you Respect the process you'll be fine I can see the signs he might be The twist on making tries My best junkie died shooting it In his neck and wrecked his ride Why not arm or thighs since his Veins collapsed it's hard to find Take your time when you gettin' It out the oven and why you rushin' You can lose it all Get it back tomorrow if you a hustler I failed plenty of times But a man inside when I got back up from It's cool to do whatever But you that nigga if you doin' nothin' Yeah take your time when driving With them pounds why you rushing Ain't no telling lies this **** Come out like water I ain't stutter All electric I spent Five and a half on a bucket In kentucky I let wham Go for fifty-five-hunnid Can't be ****** with I'm so E-S-T Know geeski 'nem my brothers Used to front the bros and didn't Make nothing off it 'cause I love 'em Used to want it bad I walked 'round million cash Now inside the duffel Get a nigga bust up Can't gamble my power Always flex my muscle Super hustler baby Come to save the streets It ain't no question The 'rari mustard Carbon fiber package Niggas gotta catch up Turn the streets up Lines around the corner Like we got free supper Great investor Fifth pocket in the tesla Come through cybertruck'd up Rich junkie I'll give my ***** up 'fore I give my cup up Take what I'm gon' up my Blick before I give my **** up Take your time when you gettin' it Out the oven and why you rushin' You can lose it all get it back Tomorrow if you a hustler I failed plenty of times But a man inside when I got back up from It's cool to do whatever But you that nigga if you doin' nothin' Take your time when you gettin' It out the oven and why you rushin' You can lose it all get it Back tomorrow if you a hustler I failed plenty of times But a man inside when I got back up from It's cool to do whatever But you that nigga If you doin' nothin' Woah 2019 get them cybers back To back on e-way woah My brodie kept 'em waiting On my electric PJ oh In the 7 quarterbacking like I'm CJ You played me once Can't run it back I'm not the DJ It's a reason why I bought That kick off ebay Kicked the cup hundred thousand to My bro like it's his b-day woah Get two bad ******* on my Two-way ended up a three-way If they product ain't the topic Plug get dropped like a release day It's lit Used to hustle out the H Then went back in open space Couldn't afford no Jordan's Now she jumping out the J's Every time I touch the stage That's two million in the case Thirty plus shows in the states I come back with twice my age Now my lil' bros get my lil' Bro them a place and jobs yeah She been dancing tryna stack That money high as stars Take your time when you gettin' It out the oven and why you rushin' You can lose it all Get it back tomorrow if you a hustler I failed plenty of times But a man inside when I got back up from It's cool to do whatever But you that nigga if you doin' nothin'