"I LOVE ATL" lyrics
(Ooh shit, what the fuck Daniel?)
(This song is sponsored by the Shadow government)
(Shadow Rich Gang, just took your soul, [?])
Nyah, phew
Yeah, alright, bitch, ShittyBoyz, look, ha
Pull a skit then get away on foot, like I'm Sonic
We gon' mush him, we gon' smush him, look, boy that's a promise
They ran a train on yo' ho, bro 'nem pulled a Thomas
I don't care the neighbors sleep, I'll pull up Drac-y Holland
When you involve them Percocets, we get violent
When they involve them cherry tops, we get silent
I get the chills when I slide past Verizon
'Cause me and Stan use to walk out that bitch smiling
Gigabyte, you ain't on her mind right now, boy, my dick inside it
I had to hit the [?]
I got a white boy framed up that shoot like Hinrich
I don't really prove points, I just quick remind them
You think my shotta hit the bushes, he a cross spacer
Dawg ain't get to build a legacy, he just a raw paper
My number in yo' bitch phone saved as jawbreaker
It's always a old-head, I hate a bald hater
[?] cool with me though, we 15 plus
I should've popped a 15, I left yo' bitch off 15 nuts
Probably got a video tucked and it's 15 plus
What I paid for my truck— (Rghh)
What I paid for my truck I could've went and bought 15 trucks
What I paid for my Buffs I could've bought 15 Buffs
What I paid for my blunt I could've bought 15 blunts
What I paid for my cup I could've sipped 15 cups
Dude L-O-L-ing hitting anything that's fifteen plus
You would think I entered X Games off these 15 stunts
Her ass a lil' too fat, I ain't hit 15 pumps
Now go and get that warm rag, bitch, fix me up
You ever died then came back to life?
You can blame the Perc', bite Zack, half a pint
Told him Choppa bike at night, I done attached a light
Diamonds look like Mike and Ike's
I meet a ho and crack tonight, this shit simple
Hood ho pull up and pop it like a pimple
They like, "Tron you worth a hundred M's, quick stopping in the trenches"
Get off my dick, I'm finna drop another pendant
If he say another sentence I'ma stop the tension
I been the one, I use to walk in and stop the tension
Might as well of hit Icebox, I dropped a watch in Lenox
We could've walked there
What's up with ATL, why everybody talk weird?
It's kinda off here
Our crackheads a lil' different
Our shooters hop out and tap heads a lil' different
I ain't gon' lie, we stack bread a lil' different
Y'all be twinning with y'all mans, matching dreads, that shit different
The size too small Amiri jeans, is that a south thing?
If unc' decide to take a nap you'll hear the couch ring
It's phones everywhere, might hear the whole house ring
I get 7'6 high, I'm talking Yao Ming
7.62's, these bitches go, "Bow-bing"
I'ma scam the whole world if they allow me
Free Ju Sleaze, he rotting in that county
Everything he do mid, Kyle Lowry
They like, "Where Habibi been?" He out finding bountys
Should've never let her in the Charger, now she tryna hound me
Bitch seen the ice, she tryna plow me
Tryna chow me and I ain't talking 'bout later, shit, she tryna now me, like right now
(This song is sponsored by the Shadow government)
(Shadow Rich Gang, just took your soul, [?])
Nyah, phew
Yeah, alright, bitch, ShittyBoyz, look, ha
Pull a skit then get away on foot, like I'm Sonic
We gon' mush him, we gon' smush him, look, boy that's a promise
They ran a train on yo' ho, bro 'nem pulled a Thomas
I don't care the neighbors sleep, I'll pull up Drac-y Holland
When you involve them Percocets, we get violent
When they involve them cherry tops, we get silent
I get the chills when I slide past Verizon
'Cause me and Stan use to walk out that bitch smiling
Gigabyte, you ain't on her mind right now, boy, my dick inside it
I had to hit the [?]
I got a white boy framed up that shoot like Hinrich
I don't really prove points, I just quick remind them
You think my shotta hit the bushes, he a cross spacer
Dawg ain't get to build a legacy, he just a raw paper
My number in yo' bitch phone saved as jawbreaker
It's always a old-head, I hate a bald hater
[?] cool with me though, we 15 plus
I should've popped a 15, I left yo' bitch off 15 nuts
Probably got a video tucked and it's 15 plus
What I paid for my truck— (Rghh)
What I paid for my truck I could've went and bought 15 trucks
What I paid for my Buffs I could've bought 15 Buffs
What I paid for my blunt I could've bought 15 blunts
What I paid for my cup I could've sipped 15 cups
Dude L-O-L-ing hitting anything that's fifteen plus
You would think I entered X Games off these 15 stunts
Her ass a lil' too fat, I ain't hit 15 pumps
Now go and get that warm rag, bitch, fix me up
You ever died then came back to life?
You can blame the Perc', bite Zack, half a pint
Told him Choppa bike at night, I done attached a light
Diamonds look like Mike and Ike's
I meet a ho and crack tonight, this shit simple
Hood ho pull up and pop it like a pimple
They like, "Tron you worth a hundred M's, quick stopping in the trenches"
Get off my dick, I'm finna drop another pendant
If he say another sentence I'ma stop the tension
I been the one, I use to walk in and stop the tension
Might as well of hit Icebox, I dropped a watch in Lenox
We could've walked there
What's up with ATL, why everybody talk weird?
It's kinda off here
Our crackheads a lil' different
Our shooters hop out and tap heads a lil' different
I ain't gon' lie, we stack bread a lil' different
Y'all be twinning with y'all mans, matching dreads, that shit different
The size too small Amiri jeans, is that a south thing?
If unc' decide to take a nap you'll hear the couch ring
It's phones everywhere, might hear the whole house ring
I get 7'6 high, I'm talking Yao Ming
7.62's, these bitches go, "Bow-bing"
I'ma scam the whole world if they allow me
Free Ju Sleaze, he rotting in that county
Everything he do mid, Kyle Lowry
They like, "Where Habibi been?" He out finding bountys
Should've never let her in the Charger, now she tryna hound me
Bitch seen the ice, she tryna plow me
Tryna chow me and I ain't talking 'bout later, shit, she tryna now me, like right now
