Fleece

[Intro] Yeah. Three. TA3, yeah. HT-HTA, haha [Hook] Fleece on fleek, she on fleek, yeah She on me, what y'all think, yeah ATL in my speech, LA streets Shit is epic, no L.A. Reed [Verse 1] It's getting hectic, niggas want to compete, they getting reckless All the energy directed at me has been pretty negative I'm checked up no matter where I'm in Even when I had to purchase from the clearance rack Just kicking fat, first {?} fleece, no more jeans, yeah Chris Nolan the {?} when he on scene, yeah Flow on, interstellar, I'm with whatever You getting jealous, I'm getting better, I'm lit as ever [Hook] Check fleece on fleek, she on fleek, yeah ATL in my speech, LA streets, yeah Salva back on my beat, back on my-wait, uh, wait [Verse 2] Oh, we're talking rap and stuff I hit the track and bring it back to the Saint Valentines Day Massacre Damn, trigger finger on fleek, I'm gonna squeeze it A situation with me, you don't need, yeah Tell fill in the blank to drop a bomb on it Which ever DJ's name, you all should be on it I ball yearly on it, like Paul Pierce or something Instead of dissing someone, go out and get you something When keeping it real goes wrong, that's what some of y'all careers been on Damn homie, a few month ago you was the man homie The fuck happened to you?, aw man [Hook] Check fleece on fleek, she on fleek, yeah She on me, what y'all think, yeah ATL in my speech, LA streets, yeah Salva on the beat, HTA3, yeah Haha, yeah!