Im So ATL

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Ooh, BabyBoy wildin’ with this one)
I’m so ATL
I’m so ATL
Look, I’m so ATL (Let’s go)
I’m so ATL (Let’s go)

[Verse 1]
I’m so A-T-L-A-N-T-A, GA, bitch, fuck the rest
Fucked him one time, now he going to get me tatted on his neck (On God)
I’on play bout my respect, always screamin’, “We the best”
He can always call my phone, but, bitch, he better not call collect
Then I’m like— woo, I’m so ATL
Always been about a bag and you know I’m fine as hell (Let’s go)
True Religion on my ass, Jimmy Choo, that be my smell (Let’s go)
Bitches claim that she the hardest, but that’s me so I can’t tell
And I’m like— lеt’s go, I’m so AT—
Fuck around and copped me a AP
New nigga, nеw bag, new day, please
He be gettin’ bitches, but I be gettin’ bitches and niggas, so that shit don’t phase me (On God)
And if you ain’t talkin bout the money, sound like Rich Homie, Thug, get the fuck out my face please

[Chorus]
And I’m like, I’m so ATL (Get in there)
I’m so ATL (Get in there)
I’m so ATL (Get in there)
Bitch, I’m so ATL (Get in there)
And I’m like, I’m so ATL (Get in there)
I’m so ATL (Get in there)
I’m so ATL (Get in there)
Bitch, I’m so ATL (Get in there)

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