[Lyric] Tat My Name (Scotty ATL & Curren$y)

[Intro: Scotty ATL]
Check, check, one two
We in that motherfucker man, vibing
Twisting on some good shit
Shout out to my nigga [?] man, know what I'm saying
Cook that shit straight out the kitchen
Real trap shit going on out here, let's get it

[Chorus: Scotty ATL]
Couple thousand in my jogging pants just to get a feeling
That I ain't broke no more, suckers I don't deal with
Baby told me make a song 'bout her in the studio
Told her if she tat my name I'll do it
Put on for the underground and the have-nots
We just wanna ride around with big knots
I put on for the underground and the have-nots
We just wanna ride around with big knots

[Verse 1: Scotty ATL]
Gon' rot
No more, I want money
Same nigga [?] nigga flop
Took a month [?], I camе back like rubberband man
Heading to thе bitch know that pussy gon' pop
Drop off, all in, capisce [?] ain't no guap
Bro don't need a scale, 2020 off top
I'm a legend in some conversations, I ain't put no cap on that
[?] play the beat, I'm like "Nigga, let me rap on that"
Holding down my fam, I've been working like I'm broke
[?] nigga and a bag of good smoke
You [?] shit burning but this shit so dope
[Chorus: Scotty ATL]
Couple thousand in my jogging pants just to get a feeling
That I ain't broke no more, suckers I don't deal with
Baby told me make a song 'bout her in the studio
Told her if she tat my name I'll do it
Put on for the underground and the have-nots
We just wanna ride around with big knots
I put on for the underground and the have-nots
We just wanna ride around with big knots

[Verse 2: Curren$y]
I just wanna ride around and get knots
Corvette like some Pringle potato chips 'cause I popped the top
She just wanna add to what I already got
Money all over the world, let us go get it girl
I pulled up like a Amazon truck
But the vehicle I pulled up in cost half a million plus
Shit I really never thought I'd get to touch
Now I gotta buy warehouses 'cause buy cars too much
Life of a jet, readers digest
Vintage copies of the [?] Report on my desk
Classic shit still exists, consider my presence the evidence
Maintain so much relevance with elegance

[Chorus: Scotty ATL]
Couple thousand in my jogging pants just to get a feeling
That I ain't broke no more, suckers I don't deal with
Baby told me make a song 'bout her in the studio
Told her if she tat my name I'll do it
Put on for the underground and the have-nots
We just wanna ride around with big knots
I put on for the underground and the have-nots
We just wanna ride around with big knots
[Bridge: Scotty ATL]
[?] a paso, give that bitch a facial
Now they wanna wake up, wake up and I bake up
Love her with no makeup, death to a faker
Pour some [?]
Had to get my weight up, weight up, weight up, weight up
Had to get my weight up, weight up, weight up, weight up

[Chorus: Scotty ATL]
Couple thousand in my jogging pants just to get a feeling
That I ain't broke no more, suckers I don't deal with
Baby told me make a song 'bout her in the studio
Told her if she tat my name I'll do it
Put on for the underground and the have-nots
We just wanna ride around with big knots
I put on for the underground and the have-nots
We just wanna ride around with big knots