lottydarko - ATLANTA Lyrics

Let the dope freeze and go to work
All the money got me feelin' like an extrovert
And all this money, man, she thought that I was sellin' merch
Sendin' all the pussy niggas to the Metaverse
Treatin' all the fans like fiends because I had to serve
Pull up to the bank and pay the fee, I'm on a Splurge Alert (splurge alert!)
Yeah, I'm bad, but you're the worst, that's a fact, way too turnt
Life get bad, but I make it work
Two big bags, she gon' make it twerk
Three big wishes, Timmy Turner!
Play this tape for the thugs in Atlanta
Shawty too bad, no Hannah Montana
I just be throwin' the cash around, keep spendin' my money and makin' it back
I'm always out, niggas know where I'm at, been up for three days, niggas can't come last
Whoa, I just been talkin' to God, people be thinkin' they know me, they just want the money
I only be seeing they flaws, it's been a minute since I went to talk, unh
Still got shit on my chest, but niggas is blessed
Don't wanna talk about shit that I know I won't ever confess
(Know I will never confess)
I was just gettin' the bread
Always hungry for the clout just give it a rest
I can just put him to bed
Bust down, hunnid-thou on the wrist
Touch down at The Ritz
Inside, but you spend time in the mix
Top Five in the mix
Top Five, but I'm not Five in the mix
Top Four in the mix, f*ck that, rather mop floors in a bitch
Ain't nothin' wrong with a bitch
Pop bands, she gon' pop ass in the shit
Ain't nothin' wrong with the whip
Stop out up at Popeyes in this bitch
And I'm good with the shit
Get you stomped out, got some mob ties in this bitch
On time in a bitch
Clean plate 'cause it's lunch time in a bitch
I'm vibin' and shit
The Upside-Down, outside looking in
What happened to him?
Outside, it's about time that you came
I'm fine now you came
I'm fine, baby, I'm fine that you came