Love Atlanta
I've been all around the world (Cannon)
There's no place like the A
(Yeah, yeah) but you know that already
Big bankroll, we could take yo' bitch
Me and Nessly really runnin' this shit
Skyped up, high, in here pippin' up shit
If you love your girl, you better cuff that bitch
Ooh-ah, uh-uh-uh, yeah, yeah
Ooh-ah, uh-uh-uh, yeah, yeah
Yeah, spend these hundred, I ain't stuntin' man, we makin' money new
He want beef, he must be stupid, put his ass summer school
Nigga, I ain't Soulja Boy, I really got a hundred shooters
Like a bad man at a football game when we run into 'em
Loft on Hamlet, right by the Cookout and the Krystals (woah, ayy)
One button in the Tesla, like I'm sendin' 'em missile (ayy)
A lot of sticks in the whip, we got homeland work (ooh)
And your bitch do what I say, can we get a program bank (ah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Okay, if she's a ten, she might get flown out to London (fuck)
50K to TSA, we flew in with a whole damn onion (baow, woah)
100K next time, might turn into a cocaine runner
And we gettin' weed packs, sourdough, butter roll, whole grain money, yeah
Big bankroll, we could take yo' bitch
Me and Nessly really runnin' this shit
Skyped up, high, in here pippin' up shit
If you love your girl, you better cuff that bitch
Ooh-ah, uh-uh-uh, yeah, yeah
Ooh-ah, uh-uh-uh, yeah, yeah
I'ma big steppa, talkin' everywhere I go
And you can try me, I got the blower on me bro, yeah
You see me, I see you (I see you)
12 AM in ATL, this is part two
Girl, stop demandin' me
This is cannabis
We use to wake-and-bake
Then hit the Steak 'n Shake
Can't save the hoe
I don't know the hoe
I just met her at the store in Mt. Lexon Shore
Off of Salem Road, exit 84
Two wheels, had to go and pay my bro
You see me, I see you
12 AM in ATL, this is part two
Big bankroll, we could take you bitch
Me and Nessly really runnin' this shit
Skyped up, high, in here pippin' up shit
If you love your girl, you better cuff that bitch
Big bankroll, we could take yo' bitch
Me and Nessly really runnin' this shit
Skyped up, high, in here pippin' up shit
If you love your girl, you better cuff that bitch
Ooh-ah, uh-uh-uh, yeah, yeah
Ooh-ah, uh-uh-uh, yeah, yeah