
millyz - atlanta lyrics
[intro]
not too much on it, though (i don’t even know some)
(yeah)
f+ck it, though (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
i got to fill up my body with drugs, i don’t get no sleep
b+tches be buggin’, they thinkin’ it’s love
i’m still getting back for the ones that would ghost me
dominican mommy, she treat me like royalty
she got anxiety, i call her doechii
all on my ‘gram, she like, “why you don’t post me?”
talk to the plug, need a mill’, can you float me? (woah)
relapsing again, put a three in a sprite
d+mn, i put a four in a fanta
tonight, i’ma probably go trick on a dancer
i might just charter a jet to atlanta
relapsing again, put a three in a sprite
d+mn, i put a four in a fanta
tonight, i’ma probably go trick on a dancer
i might just charter a jet to atlanta
[verse]
yeah, perc’, i might pop me a half (half)
i’m chopping my roster in half (half)
she wanna lay on the bed with bubbles on top of the bath
but i got to work, trap, hustle
bentley the truck and i louis the duffle
glock on my body, i don’t want to scuffle
stay out the gym ’cause i got too much muscle (woo)
trap by the train with the work in the ruffles
maybach the curtain, i’m feeling like, “f+ck you”
b+tch think i like her, but i wouldn’t touch you
i got too much standards, i ain’t romantic
lately, they thinking i’m signed to atlantic
pouring this drink in my cup and i panic
shootin’ the p+rn with your b+tch and i pan it
pan to the right, pan to the left
this sh+t is magic, i vanish her dress (woah)
hand on her waist and a hand on her neck (ayy)
she giving me top ’cause d+mn it, i’m stressed
then i uber eat her some panda express, yes
blanco rebellious
i got a gun where my belly is
i’m in saint louis like nelly is (nelly)
i might mix the— with the celsius (woo)
i might mix the perc’ with the addy (woo)
she beggin’ me, droppin’ the addy (yeah)
top in the back of the caddy
telly, i bust and she ratty (uh)
then call up her friends and she braggin’ (uh)
rapper, i’m f+ckin’ her like i’m a athlete
pull up, she running from me like a track meet
i need a beautiful b+tch to attract me
wantin’ some beautiful sh+t she can pass me, yeah
[chorus]
i got to fill up my body with drugs, i don’t get no sleep
b+tches be buggin’, they thinkin’ it’s love
i’m still getting back for the ones that would ghost me
dominican mommy, she treat me like royalty
she got anxiety, i call her doechii
all on my ‘gram, she like, “why you don’t post me?”
talk to the plug, need a mill’, can you float me? (woah)
relapsing again, put a three in a sprite
d+mn, i put a four in a fanta
tonight, i’ma probably go trick on a dancer
i might just charter a jet to atlanta
relapsing again, put a three in a sprite
d+mn, i put a four in a fanta
tonight, i’ma probably go trick on a dancer
i might just charter a jet to atlanta
[outro]
f+ck the club up
f+ck the club up
then f+ck the club up
f+ck the club
and f+ck the club up
f+ck the club up
that three 6 mafia sh+t
i f+ck the club up, yeah
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