Trippie Redd, Chief Keef - ATLANTIS lyrics

Phew, phew (Bah, bah) , phew (Bah, bah, bah)
Phew (Bah, bah, bah) , phew, phew

Chillin' in a mansion (Ha)
Crib with expansion all my diamonds dancin'
(yeah) , my crib look like Atlantis
Pull up outstandin', know we livin' lavish
(Lavish)
I cannot panic, went and bought a Patek
(Patek)
Up like a spaceship, you up like a attic
(Attic) up my race, like I'm off a Addy
And I keep that fifty too
And I keep like fifty goons (Brrt)
Niggas say I need to stop (Brrt)
I'ma be thuggin at sixty-two (Gang)
Hit that corner, hit that block (Bitch)
My lil' shorty keep that mop (Brrt)
Have my shorty hit your spot (Hit your spot)
Have my shorty drop the dot (Drop the dot)
Hollow tips and red dots (Red dot)
'Rari coupe, red hot (Red hot)
Above the shoulders, headshot (Headshot)
Buck one and two, the feds hot (Feds shot)
Bitch, I'm livin' by the code
I can never bend, break, or fold
These niggas gon' erode (Woo)
Play with me, lil' bitch
And I'ma send you to the Holy Ghost
Got my money up, I'm
Gettin' cash, I'm yellin', "Holy smokes"
(Ha, bitch) know you doin' bad, I'll do
You sad, leave you like, "Adios"
(Baow baow baow)
Runnin' up that bag, run up that cash
I'm on my cardio (Cash)
Bentley coupe, vámonos (Boom, bop)
In the trap house (Skrrt)
In the kitchen playin' dominos (yeah)
Bring that 'Cat out, yeah
My engine started growlin', ho
(yeah) fuck that lil' bitch, from the side
She got some talent show
(She got some talent)
She know that we the best, I
Don't need not no DJ Khaled, though
I'm surrounded by bodies like I'm
Chillin' in the catacombs (Haha)
Niggas want me dead, I got thirty
And bought me a castle, ho
(yeah) bitch, I'm Big 14
I don't eat no damn casserole (yeah)
Nigga want some smoke with me
That shit would be damn catastrophic
Nigga wanna work with me
Then I need all of them profit's (Brrt)
Shawty wanna twerk with me, told her
"Turn around and drop it" (Brrt)
You can't do no dirt with me
You gon' write a song about it (Ha)
You gon' write a statement 'bout it
(Ha) , you gon' tell on everybody
Woke up, put on Calvin Klein
Used to rock that Fruit the Loom
(Fruit the Loom)
That bitch wan' watch Love is Blind
I wanna watch Looney Tunes (Looney Tunes)

Left wrist cost a Fisker
Right wrist cost a Tesla
Heard a pussy dissin'
Must been talkin' to Alexa
Call Chief So' your teacher
Foenem comin' to test ya
Call the gangnem coroner
Foenem comin' to stretch ya
My lil' bitch got wet, wet
My other bitch got wetter
Put my watch next to that pussy
To see which one was wetter
Let off fifty, that's a massacre
Let off fifty then skrrt
Way before I was a soldier
I was puttin' in leg work
Draw on 'em like the Wild West
Snipe his ass like Wesley
Come and see if I'ma SAT, nigga, test me
Ain't a SRT but this one got that cat
Why we got the broom and
The mop? 'Cause they messy
Stash in the Lambo', man
The law thought they caught me
Car so damn fast, hit the gas
Now they lost me
Make a bitch smile, orthodon'tist
'cause I'm flossin'
Musty lil' bitch, please
Back the fuck off me

Skrrt, skrrt

New bitch to the coach crib
Saw that bitch at folk's crib
Met that bitch at my crib
That bitch was at both cribs
Gangnem at your ho' crib
And they got the pole near
Got my name in your mouth
Shoot your ass in both lips
First nigga out the hood with them Ms
Only thing she saw me scratch in was rims
I just landed in Louisana, like, "Wassam?"
Chief Sosa had the MAC and make it spam
Chief Sosa make it clap like a clam
Make it clap like draft pick with your fam'
Make it clap like all them
Bitches on the 'Gram
Get clapped, can't even play me out a gram
Bro got the bat up on his back, call him Bamm
I thought it was a comic when he made it bang
I'ma twist the Hellcat in the rain
Me and the movie star life look the same