Music: aniya culpepper/Brittany Carpentero/Chris Henderson/Jonathan Lewis/Venetia Lewis/Darryl Richardson/Alphonce Smith/Jarques Usher
Lyrics: aniya culpepper
(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)
I'm so A-T-L-A-N-T-A, GA, b*tch, f*ck the rest
F*cked 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, b*tch, he better not call collect
Then I'm likeβ 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 a*s, Jimmy Choo, that be my smell (Let's go)
B*tches claim that she the hardest, but that's me so I can't tell
And I'm likeβ lΠ΅t's go, I'm so ATβ
F*ck around and copped me a AP
New n*gga, nΠ΅w bag, new day, please
He be gettin' b*tches, but I be gettin' b*tches and n*ggas, so that sh*t don't phase me (On God)
And if you ain't talkin bout the money, sound like Rich Homie, Thug, get the f*ck out my face please
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)
B*tch, 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)
B*tch, I'm so ATL (Get in there)
From the A, so you know how we rockin' out
But you'll never catch me eatin' at the Waffle House (Uh-uh)
And if it's on sight, then it's on sight
B*tch, what the f*ck is we talkin' 'bout?
B*tches ain't never get money, always a mess, tell her come get on the Paper Route
I will not beef 'bout no d*ck, we all outside, tell her come see what the hype about
Like, just pull up on me (C'mon)
And if it's smoke, just let me know, but, b*tch don't make a scene (Uh-uh)
You hoes is how I like my money, all you b*tches green
Don't care what you b*tches say, none of these hoes ain't seein' me (Let's go)
And when I'm outside, all you hear me sayin', "I'm so ATL" (Let's go)
In the club, shakin' a*s, I'm sayin', "I'm so ATL" (Let's go)
I just rolled me up some za and faced it, I'm so ATL (Let's go)
Bad b*tch, I'on need no makeup 'cause I'm so ATL (Let's go)
(Get in there)
Woo, I'm so ATL (Get in there)
I'm so ATL (Get in there)
I'm so ATL (Get in there)
B*tch, I'm so ATL (Get in there)
(Get in there)
Let's go, I'm so ATL (Get in there)
I'm so ATL (Get in there)
I'm so ATL (Get in there)
B*tch, I'm so ATL (Get in there)