Atlanta Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Met a bad bitch from Atlanta
She put a Tesla in her Fanta
She put a g6 in my red cup
I didn't know until I tasted some
Ima sip some more til my face is numb
She told me bad girls always make some fun
She was biting my neck and sucking my tongue
I was pulling her hair and slapping her rump
I was feeling her kitty go thump thump thump
Now I know lil mama tryna get into sum
She was throwing it back hitting the beat like drums
She's in her own bag just running up sums
I got miss independent her sucking my thumb
And she's on her knees wanting to be my slut
Yeah we all pay some day we gon' pay
And I pray some day before I'm late
That I find my peace and forget the pain
But I won't find peace I know
At the end of the day you're gone
And you'll forget my name one day
One night is what I need with you
To temporarily take the pain away
Yeah she got her friends all in my hotel room
And I got them all dancing in the nude
We all off something so ain't worried about the mood
They said they adventurous I wanna try something new
Show me what your momma ain't teach you
Show me what you do
Have your bestie give you a hair do while you slurp like soup
I have the camera already setup to catch all six of you
But there's something that I need to ask you
After I fuck you can I cry on your shoulder
I force myself to move on I'm never getting closure
I keep doing these drugs to keep my composure
In reality I'm scared of people getting closer
Met a bad bitch from Atlanta
She put a Tesla in her Fanta
She put a g6 in my red cup
I didn't know until I tasted some
Ima sip some more til my face is numb
She told me bad girls always make some fun
She was biting my neck and sucking my tongue
I was pulling her hair and slapping her rump
I was feeling her kitty go thump thump thump
Now I know lil mama tryna get into sum
She was throwing it back hitting the beat like drums
She's in her own bag just running up sums
I got Miss independent her sucking my thumb
And she's on her knees wanting to be my slut
We all pay someday, we gon' pay,
And I pray someday before I'm late,
That I find my peace and forget the pain
But I won't find peace I know,
At the end of the day you're gone,
And you'll forget my name one day,
One night is what I need with you,
To temporarily take the pain away,
(Woah, oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh,oh)