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[Chorus: Spodee] I come from the gutters from the town, um hmm From where you can't come around, um hmm Trap right, it's going down, um hmm Say it with me, um hmm One more time, um hmm I smoke the strongest reefer I could find, um hmm If she fuck me, she goin be fine, um hmm I'm Michael Jackson of our time, um hmm [Verse 1: Spodee] I got a gold floor in ATL, get so much shit, I told my ACL Go the other way if I see twelve Havin grams of my daily L People feelin me, like they read Braille She like me, cause I keep it real I'm like Jordan, when I play on the field All about my green, cause the folks that hated me, wanna see me fail Sick when I spit, so I sip Activis to make me well [Chorus: Spodee] I come from the gutters from the town, um hmm From where you can't come around, um hmm Trap right, it's going down, um hmm Say it with me, um hmm One more time, um hmm I smoke the strongest reefer I could find, um hmm If she fuck me, she goin be fine, um hmm I'm Michael Jackson of our time, um hmm [Verse 2: T.I.] Bankrolls on deck, we get a bunch of bread Play with me, he ask me, will I bust his head You know it ain't no guns in my mercedes, right My AK say, you know not to play me, right At all times, keep some bitches in my company Got them all goin at it till the sun rise, nigga Cash money stacks, and a bunch of weed Got a lot of it, none for free Got the cleanest jewelry, and the cleanest Whip Fully automatic, with the extended clip You know we still surve work, it ain't hard to flip Who the fuck you know as hard as TIP You know I been goin at it for a minute Ridin through Atlanta in a Bentley Hustle Gang, winnin till we finished And we bang green, everybody get it Hey, don't you know me Don't you know that I do, homie I'm comin through, blowin weed, got 2 on me Murder charge won't stick, no gloo on me [Chorus: Spodee] I come from the gutters from the town, um hmm From where you can't come around, um hmm Trap right, it's going down, um hmm Say it with me, um hmm One more time, um hmm I smoke the strongest reefer I could find, um hmm If she fuck me, she goin be fine, um hmm I'm Michael Jackson of our time, um hmm [Verse 3: Yo Gotti] You said you goin save me, Imma save myself Big LV, I even scared myself Big hustle nigga, no handouts Self-made nigga, did it myself Nigas see the DEA, fuck the PDA Nigga pitch it to the streets, call me TGA They tryna link me to a case, no DNA I took my lawyer to the trap, let's beat that case A hundred bands, nigga, that's dope money Half a mill in the street, that's floor money Got bricks on the boat, that's Coke money Big dreams, big safe, that's old money If you not the nigga, then that's not your money Bad bitch, big crib, drop stacks on it White crib, white rims, spend a deal on it If you lookin for the Ruger, got a deal on it Gotti! [Chorus: Spodee] I come from the gutters from the town, um hmm From where you can't come around, um hmm Trap right, it's going down, um hmm Say it with me, um hmm One more time, um hmm I smoke the strongest reefer I could find, um hmm If she fuck me, she goin be fine, um hmm I'm Michael Jackson of our time, um hmm