Fill

from by Atman

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lyrics

She fill me in, I fill it up
She feel me up, I fill her up
She said, "Don't tell my man", don't tell him what?
She said, "Don't tell my man", don't tell him what?

She love to get it poppin' when she ain't in cuffs
She love to get it poppin' when she ain't in cuffs
Her eyes are rollin back, ouu she might erupt
She love to get it poppin' when she ain't in cuffs

This A on ease, I'm less in debt
Uplift my people, I get respect
I'm easily mislabeled as misogynist
Because I tell these women not to take no shh

Don't take no shh, don't take no quiet
My control of the language is a kitty riot
You know, kitty riot, that Russian chick
I don't curse on this album so please keep up with it

Donald Trump is trash, I've had enough of this
If you Republican, shorty I ain't cuttin'
Look I'm rich and I'm intelligent, you can't tell me nothin'
Plus I'm black and I'm immaculate, go 'head push my button

I make it look easy, you wish you could be me
I made all this money and I ain't even on TV
I keep it 100 with my homies like I'm ET
On my way home wit a baddie like she teething, look, I mean

She fill me in, I fill it up
She feel me up, I fill her up
She said, "Don't tell my man", don't tell him what
She said, "Don't tell my man", don't tell him what

She love to get it poppin' when she ain't in cuffs
She love to get it poppin' when she ain't in cuffs
Her eyes are rollin back, ouu she might erupt
She love to get it poppin' when she ain't in cuffs

What's up, what's up
G.O.N.E. in the buildin', you should fill yo cup
Could be water, could be alcy, I don't give a (uhn)
I don't give a (uhn), I could care less about the plot, like Ben Stiller (uhn)

Ayo, what's up, what's up
G.O.N.E. in the buildin', you should fill yo cup
Could be water, could be alcy, I don't give a (uhn)
I don't give a (uhn), I could care less about the plot, like Ben Stiller (uhn)

Buildin' up my coffers with these offers
Not even at my worst, you people are soft serve
Project after project, it gets better than you last heard
Known to strike a nerve, you can even have the last word

Ya girl mad I got the last curve
Right behind the dash, she spaz when I pass her
Heavy like a ton of bricks
She out there somewhere, suckin' a ton of sticks

Not my thing shorty, stop smoking
It's barely attractive, and it won't get me poking
I might keep you waiting, this is not hating
I really love my life and every breath I am taking

So don't get all comfy, dummy
My shots money, they can't take none of this from me
I came here to win, you came here to sin
That's where our story begins, and

She fill me in, I fill it up
She feel me up, I fill her up
She said, "Don't tell my man", don't tell him what
She said, "Don't tell my man", don't tell him what

She love to get it poppin' when she ain't in cuffs
She love to get it poppin' when she ain't in cuffs
Her eyes are rollin back, ouu she might erupt
She love to get it poppin' when she ain't in cuffs

Rock wit' it
Rock wit' it
Rock wit' it

Lean
Lean
Lean
Lean

G.O.N.E. in the buildin', you should
G.O.N.E. in the buildin', you should
G.O.N.E. in the buildin', you should
G.O.N.E. in the buildin', you should

credits

from God of New England, released January 10, 2019
Produced by KThug
Writer / Composer: Atman
Mixing & Mastering: Atman

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