[Lyric] Im That Nigga (KirbLaGoop)

[Intro: KirbLaGoop & ATL Smook]
Huh? Huh? Okay
Tryna tell these niggas (Woo)
Tell 'em, whoadie
Niggas 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 niggas
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
I said, it's time to turn the fuck up on these niggas, bruh (Word)
They still ain't decent, though (Huh, huh)
It's okay
Huh, huh

[Chorus: ATL Smook]
Certified real nigga since the get up
I've been selling gas, trying to get my bread up
These pussy-ass niggas 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 nigga with the gas (Gas)
I'm that nigga with the swag (Swag)
I'm that nigga aftеr cash (Cash)
All you other niggas trash (Trash)
I'm that nigga with the gas (Gas)
I'm that nigga with the swag (Swag)
I'm that nigga after cash (Cash)
All you other niggas 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 niggas with them bitches (Bitches)
That's just how I'm living (Living)
Mama told me, "Watch your friends", but I wouldn't listen (Nah)
Nigga jugged me out my shit, but it's okay (What?)
If I catch him lacking, I'ma get him for his bank (Phew)
Niggas 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 nigga since the get up (Get up)
I've been selling gas, trying to get my bread up (Doot, doot, doot, doot)
These pussy-ass niggas 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 nigga with the gas (Gas, huh? Huh?)
I'm that nigga with the swag (Swag)
I'm that nigga after cash (Cash, huh? Huh?)
All you other niggas trash (Trash, word, word)
I'm that nigga with the gas (Gas)
I'm that nigga with the swag (Swag, boom, boom, boom, boom)
I'm that nigga after cash (Cash)
All you other niggas 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 nigga since the get up (Get up)
I've been selling gas, trying to get my bread up
These pussy-ass niggas 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 nigga with the gas (Gas)
I'm that nigga with the swag (Swag)
I'm that nigga after cash (Cash)
All you other niggas trash (Trash)
I'm that nigga with the gas (Gas)
I'm that nigga with the swag (Swag)
I'm that nigga after cash (Cash)
All you other niggas trash (Pfft)