Yo Shouts to Tom C. on the beat This is uh Just some fun sh** that I wrote in ten minutes [Verse 1: Atlas] Got the bars, no question Straight Chef Curry when I cook, No Stephen To me, if you smart, don't worry Don't stress it Pigeon hole rappers never seem to get the message That your boy been carryin' I'm a B-A no Barium Attack it so fast I k** him after I bury him I'm livin' like Larry and really it's embarra**ing If they book the kid you check him out, librarian See, Atlas never falter when he spittin' rap words so Atlas would a**ault ya' if you get it backwards-Wait Atlas; that's salta if you flip it backwards No wonder these salty rappers gone ghost- Casper And I don't give a f** Sayin' that you better is perjury If you haven't heard of me then f** it give me thirty weeks Way I nip and tuck with the [?] is surgery So matter fact Give me thirty seconds with the words I speak [Bridge] This is that new sh** Bring it back music k** the track, loose lips Speeding past cruise ships My alarm goin' off on snoozin' Alarm goin' off on snoozin' [Verse 1: Atlas] Got the flow, don't doubt it This is bragger rap, I turn a bump into a mountain Watch 'em stagger back, ink spewin' like a fountain Homie got the talent, hit me up if you scoutin' n' sh** though I don't care, this is relaxation If bars were beers then I'm three past wasted Got bars for years like career badge rankings Graduated top in my cla** in a**-spanking, yeah I'm the ill-est can't deny it like the Holocaust Hit the bottle now I'm lit, that's a Molotov I go good on everything like some hotsauce Eatin' Hagen Das, chillin' on the promenade Get some hot and cold Never fit the awkward mold f** it I'll be running sh** first like I got the gold Too sick, nobody can cure me like the common cold But I think I've said enough Gotta go "ya"