Scotty ATL - Stress Free lyrics

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Scotty ATL - Stress Free lyrics

[Verse 1 – Scotty ATL] Girl ain't got a k**er p**y, I'm on diet f** a n***a real good, make me wanna take a shower We won't even show up if the party ain't popping Know the thots out here buying, [?] looking like a faucet Just looking for a target, 3 in the morning Got church in the morning, y'all got me blowing this purp Lord I repent, I been k**ing these n***as all week Reading the obituary And you know I take her home in a flash She ain't giving no head, I can f** her if the b**h scary I'm in town one night, can you get away from your man? Think he'll understand, [?] keep sh** cool as a fan Meet me at the same hotel, break the fan She just want a n***a that'll treat her like “I dare you to” And f** her like a p**n star Say I do it way better than her man, you too In the kitchen with the corn starch Man I'm cooking up the gourmet dope cause my city in the slumps Everybody on the same Talking bout being legendary with my kinfolk That's the only reason a real n***a came, whatchu talking bout? [Hook] She just want to f** with some A1 n***as Smoking on some grade A, pour a lil liquor Girl let your hair down, I be tryna live stress free Said her boyfriend chilling with the gang, don't test me Took her back to the crib, get her wet like a swimming pool Let her ride like a jet ski, hold up, hold up She just want to f** with some A1 n***as She just want to f** with some A1 n***as Girl let your hair down, I be tryna live stress free She just want to f** with some A1 n***as She just want to f** with some A1 n***as Girl let your hair down, I be tryna live stress free [Verse 2] Some people never live and they spend their whole life like that Yeah a n***a true story Lot of hating from my peers in the city but ain't nothing they can do for me Keep your mouth closed Got some n***as in my corner, they crazy, they'll shoot for me Tell Mike Mar, call Uncle Lou for me Catching birds in the panhandle Ain't nothing that they can't handle Don't lie, don't lie don't lie Cool Club, repping my clique for life Make your whole salary in 4 nights Ever since I came up things seemed different You don't even f** with me no more You don't even send me texts, I don't even get a call You don't even smoke a blunt with me no more f** em [Hook]

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