LadyyATM - Yell Like Chris! Lyrics

Ayeee
ATM!
Getting money not an option
Niggas broke
They better stop it
Counting these hunneds
I'm not gonna stop
I remember
I had to run from cops
ATM the ones on top
Most of you niggas
Be talking to cops
My Glock
It got a switch
If I blow
It's gon yell like Chris
All my niggas not gon switch
You made a song
I ain't hear that diss
Diamonds like Tupac Shakur
Come to my mansion
I'ma take you on tour
Make sure when you step in
You lock the door
Take off your shoes on my marble floor
Ion got time for none of that
I'm smoking on runtzs
Go through the back
Since a youngin
All I wanted to do was score
At 16 I hopped off the porch
Outside all night
Yeah you know I'm getting bread
I'm taxing everything
You better come correct
Mixing my ice
These colors dancing on my neck
Bitch you said I'm a fein
I got more money than you and my VVS clean
I ain't really got the time
I'm trynna get the Re
When I pop out to the mall
I'm swiping all visas
Three stripes that's just for the Addidas
I was just broke ass hell
Wearing that rebook
Now I'm taxing for all my features
If I say
ATM ATM ATM
That's a band for my features
Getting money not an option
Niggas broke
They better stop it
Counting these hunneds
I'm not gonna stop
I remember
I had to run from cops
ATM the ones on top
Most of you niggas
Be talking to cops
My Glock
It got a switch
If I blow
It's gon yell like Chris

Ayeee
ATM!
Getting money not an option
Niggas broke
They better stop it
Counting these hunneds
I'm not gonna stop
I remember
I had to run from cops
ATM the ones on top
Most of you niggas
Be talking to cops
My Glock
It got a switch
If I blow
It's gon yell like Chris
All my niggas not gon switch
You made a song
I ain't hear that diss
Diamonds like Tupac Shakur
Come to my mansion
I'ma take you on tour
Make sure when you step in
You lock the door
Take off your shoes on my marble floor
Ion got time for none of that
I'm smoking on runtzs
Go through the back
Since a youngin
All I wanted to do was score
At 16 I hopped off the porch
Outside all night
Yeah you know I'm getting bread
I'm taxing everything
You better come correct
Mixing my ice
These colors dancing on my neck
Bitch you said I'm a fein
I got more money than you and my VVS clean
I ain't really got the time
I'm trynna get the Re
When I pop out to the mall
I'm swiping all visas
Three stripes that's just for the Addidas
I was just broke ass hell
Wearing that rebook
Now I'm taxing for all my features
If I say
ATM ATM ATM
That's a band for my features
Getting money not an option
Niggas broke
They better stop it
Counting these hunneds
I'm not gonna stop
I remember
I had to run from cops
ATM the ones on top
Most of you niggas
Be talking to cops
My Glock
It got a switch
If I blow
It's gon yell like Chris