HiTek Tek

ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob (For real gang)
HiTek Tek, yeah-yeah
Big ol jet, yeah-yeah
Big-ass TEC, yeah-yeah
Big-ass bitch, yeah- yeah
Thick lil shit, yeah-yeah
Im gettin my money, yeah-yeah
Im gettin this rich, yeah-yeah
Straight out the crib, yep
Im straight out the trench , yep
Im straight out the trench, yep
Im straight out the trench, yep
The trench of the trench (Woo)
The drank on the floor
I started to pour, but not no more
Hop in that go-go-go, Ghost, Im on go mode
We drivin every single car you want, send in the dog, oh
She like to ride when I go jugg, I got a dog, ho
To your bitch, cant see Jo-Jo
Every day, every night, go to the moon
All my niggas geeked up in the room
Paradise, one and two
Astronaut takin off, I got the proof (Yeah)
Perky medics (Yeah, yeah)
Head from Becky (Yeah, yeah)
Gold baguetties (Yeah, yeah)
Gold Presi (Yeah, yeah)
I be down in Houston like Kareem, Im a rocket
Drank the drank and popped a couple beans, now Im cocky
Came through the game and took that shit like I was robbin
Chain , please proceed with cautious
Court side, Im sittin at the game with a Glock in my pocket
All my niggas bang (Brr) clean out the country
Go inside of Chanel store and start poppin
Told you, Im rollin off a bean like Scotty, yeah-yeah
HiTek Tek, yeah-yeah
Big ol jet, yeah-yeah
Big-ass TEC, yeah-yeah
Big-ass bitch, yeah-yeah
Thick lil shit, yeah-yeah
Im gettin my money, yeah-yeah
Im gettin this rich, yeah-yeah
Straight out the crib, yeah-yeah
Im straight out the trench , yep
Im straight out the trench, yep
Im straight out the trench, yep
The trench of the trench (Woo)
The drank on the floor
I started to pour, but not no more
I fill up a cup with that red and I know it might kill me (HiTek Tek)
I throw down the animal and it got me boujee
I sold my coke in the car and the sweater sweater was Coogi
I cant forget my bros, we make zoovie
I am not supposed to be ****in these bitches, they suckin my dick on the low
I got her on lean (Woo ), I got her on beans (Woo)
She down to my team and Im cuttin up, man
Fully loaded magazines, shoutout to the gang, man
And I cant even sleep, I for seven days
Put a Wood on that back shit, I position her more that seven ways
I got black cards and Visas, Im gettin paid
Im sittin in the dark, aint got shades
Take all the tablets and go to space
HiTek Tek, yeah-yeah
HiTek Tek, yeah-yeah
Big ol jet, yeah-yeah
Big-ass TEC, yeah-yeah
Big-ass bitch , yeah-yeah
Thick lil shit, yeah-yeah
Im gettin my money, yeah-yeah
Im gettin this rich, yeah-yeah
HiTek Tek
HiTek Tek, yeah-yeah (HiTek Tek)
HiTek Tek, yeah-yeah (HiTek Tek)