J Young MDK - Atlanta lyrics

Man this that type of shit
You going to have to
You going to have to bust them
Blue hunnids out the wrapper
She was in Atlanta but I had her on Mars
Started on the liquor then I had her on bars
Can't see the crib but I can do it in the car
I bet your baby momma gonna fuck on God
I had to leave because I thought I seen Popo
She said she want me to stay I said No no
We made a movie but we ain't got Go Pro
The way I been ballin I think I could go pro
She keep on stalking I blocked her on IG
Changed my location now she can not find me
Money and bitches that’s all
That’s besides me
Sign myself don’t need no nigga to sign me
Hopped out the coupe then I
Posed for the camera can't a broke bitch
I raised up my standards
With the waitress then fucked with the dancer
I dropped them both now
They throwing tantrums
She was in Memphis then moved to Atlanta
I heard she fell in love with the Scammers
Sniffed up the white that Tony Montana
Felt like her Momma ain't
Teach her no manners

She was in Atlanta but I had her on Mars
Started on the liquor then I had her on bars
Can't see the crib but I can do it in the car