YFN Lucci - 10 A.M. lyrics

[Intro] Tino [Chorus: YFN Lucci] 10 AM in Atlanta, fly a b**h to Atlanta Fly your b**h to Atlanta, let her ride in my Phantom Know we runnin' Atlanta, yeah Let me show you round Atlanta, yeah, yeah 10 AM in Atlanta, fly a b**h to Atlanta Fly your b**h to Atlanta, let her ride in my Phantom Know we runnin' Atlanta, yeah Let me show you round Atlanta, yeah, yeah [Verse 1: Dreezy] It's my first time in your city Know you gotta show me round like a tourist Pull up on you with that NyQuil Know you tired from your tourin' sh** Show me somethin' I ain't used to All these n***as be too full Feelin' on all your new coupes So I hope you paid your insurance, yeah That's loose chains Diamonds dancin' like blue flame Did a show with my old n***a Got me ridin' with you in that new thing, yeah Tity boy but I'm a bad b**h So he went and bought the kid 2 Chainz, yeah b**hes try to get this flock on they two planes Like you really comin' (Hey show me somethin') You been [?] now show me somethin' Bring me out to your block Show me how they rockin' with you so I know you runnin' Hit up Lenox mall, I spend it all Cop the new Chanel, could've paid the bills All this money, we just steady stuntin' Ride foreigns all through summer hills [Chorus: YFN Lucci] 10 AM in Atlanta, fly a b**h to Atlanta Fly your b**h to Atlanta, let her ride in my Phantom Know we runnin' Atlanta, yeah Let me show you round Atlanta, yeah, yeah 10 AM in Atlanta, fly a b**h to Atlanta Fly your b**h to Atlanta, let her ride in my Phantom Know we runnin' Atlanta, yeah Let me show you round Atlanta, yeah, yeah [Verse 2: YFN Lucci] Her all, you know we young and wild Yeah, grew up runnin' wild, they tried gun me down Yeah, grew up movin' pounds, now me blowin' pounds Yeah, got your b**h in town, 30 pointers on me now I need a b**h gon' hold me down when I'm feelin' down Yeah, put on some fly sh**, you know we be flyin' private Put some Cartier over her eyelids Let her drop the top, let her know we ain't gotta hide sh** Yeah, 10 AM in the A, I put a AB on my bae D&G every day, rose gold Cartier She a boss, I relate, huh, yeah I'm a boss in and outta state, I told you I run the A [Chorus: YFN Lucci] 10 AM in Atlanta, fly a b**h to Atlanta Fly your b**h to Atlanta, let her ride in my Phantom Know we runnin' Atlanta, yeah Let me show you round Atlanta, yeah, yeah 10 AM in Atlanta, fly a b**h to Atlanta Fly your b**h to Atlanta, let her ride in my Phantom Know we runnin' Atlanta, yeah Let me show you round Atlanta, yeah, yeah