Fivio Foreign - Atlanta lyrics

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Fivio Foreign - Atlanta lyrics

[Intro] Uh huh Stop callin' my phone b*tch (stupid b*tch) I'm on demon time (Grrrrrrt) Right now I'm on demon time (Bow) Goin viral right now Its some opps outside Uh Yeah, Look [Verse 1] We see a opp (We see an opp) We get him hit (BOW) All these dead ni**as in my spliff I get em shot and whoever he with (Bow) I got a big gun on my hip I got this bad b*tch on my dick I got static, I'm still on a trip But I gotta travel with the crips (Grrrrt) This is a must (Uh) Big gun, Up (Bow, Uh) Wave it (Wave it), Bust (Bust) (Aye Aye Aye) None of my opps is tough (Nah) We movin' why, he what (what) I bulletproofed the whole truck (Skrrrt) I don't even gotta duck (yeah) Hol' On (Hol' on) Get it (Get it) Spin 'em (Spin 'em) Fidget (Fidget) Them ni**as food, chicken (Aye) You know my body, movin' different (Aye) Uh (Uh) That lil' son of a b*tch (That lil' son of a b*tch) Yeah I see him I'm givin' him some of this clip (Grrrrrt) He better run for his life We can shoot or we can fight I got a drop, I got a kite (Bow) I'm gonna hit him with all of my might I am a tiger (I am a tiger) No, I am a lion (No, I am a lion) No, I am a giant (I am a giant) Ima make sure your mother cryin' (Grrrrrrrt, BOW) [Interlude] Uh huh, Oh sh*t Stop callin' my phone b*tch Yeah its time ni**a I'm on demon time b*tch you recording 911 (Grrrrrt) Demon time, Demon time Fivio Foreign, Grrrrrrt Yeah, Look [Verse 2] Shoutout the boy for trying his luck We catch him lackin', we tying him up All my b*tches is fire as fu*k He think he loose, we tighten him up Big gun, It's right in the trunk I came from any attic if they want I got a different baddie every month My ni**as gone move around me with the pump ni**a I'm savage, We don't got static (We don't got static) I just take away your life (Yeah), thats simple mathematics I need a ratchet, I gotta have it If I see him, bet Ima clap it We give a fu*k about the traffic My ni**as shootin' like one of the Mavericks [Outro] That ni**a don't know we go anywhere we motherfu*kin' want Any state, any city, any country, any motherfu*kin' hemisphere Hemi with the straight, movin' with Detroit Movin' like that, all gas no brakes motherfu*ker Yea this big business, I'm a business man BOW

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