How It Be - Atl Smook

I was driving wit' no ID

Police trying to stop me

Now I’m in a high-speed

Fuck around spilled my lean

You know how it be

Ay, you know how it be

You know how it be

Got Raf Simons all on my feet

Got his bitch all on me

Keep a big knot on me

Know a young nigga gotta eat

You know how it be

Ay, you know how it be

You know how it be

You know how it be

Ay, these niggas ain’t seein' me

Ay, they gon' need a TV

Ay, they gon' need some big heat

Tryna beef wit' me

Lil boy, have a seat

She like, «Ain't you ATL Smook?», yeah, girl, that’s me

She like «I was kinda spooked, didn’t know if I should speak»

And I got a pint of juice if you trying to po' up wit' me

Ooh

I was driving wit' no ID

Police trying to stop me

Now I’m in a high-speed

Fuck around spilled my lean

You know how it be

Ay, you know how it be

You know how it be

Got Raf Simons all on my feet

Got his bitch all on me

Keep a big knot on me

Know a young nigga gotta eat

You know how it be

Ay, you know how it be

You know how it be

You know how it be

Ay, keep a traphouse full of them Ps

Ay, and I can’t let a nat get the best of me

Ay, like Don Juan I’ma keep the piece

Sippin' Wockhardt on the beach

Mix the Prada wit' the double C

Ay, flow is sick like a disease

Keep me a FN in reach

We gon' pop him if he reach

I really be astronaut geeked

I count up more than a king

Don’t need a money machine

I was driving wit' no ID

Police trying to stop me

Now I’m in a high-speed

Fuck around spilled my lean

You know how it be

Ay, you know how it be

You know how it be

Got Raf Simons all on my feet

Got his bitch all on me

Keep a big knot on me

Know a young nigga gotta eat

You know how it be

Ay, you know how it be

You know how it be

You know how it be