Atlanta ft. Nyla Lyrics
- Genre:Pop
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
I just like sippin' on Fanta
Where we meeting up atlanta
Better write this shit down in your planner
Mama, I'm not comin' home, not finna answer
If you was an Aries, I'm cancer
Cause I need to work on my manner
Believe me, I keep a Glock on my side
Because of this money, I ran up
Sorry, caught up
Tell me how these niggas wanna look up to me
Niggas growin' so fast, damn, I can't deal
Man, it's so hard for me
But I'm drippin' Goliaths
But this shit mean nothin' to me
Under pressure, I cannot think
Woah, I just been sippin' on Fanta
Where we meeting up Atlanta
Better write this shit down in your planner
Mama, I'm not comin' home, not finna answer
If you was an Aries, I'm cancer
Cause I need to work on my manner
Believe me, I keep a Glock on my side
Because of this money, I ran up
And you know
I let my queen dip dip go
Thoughts in my head, I feel out of control
Tell me why I feel the pressure
Send it, go and keep your head up
Rich and dumb and jealous, homie with the sweater
Ain't fuck with you, I need my check
And we sippin', sorry, someone come and get us
Tell me it's love if it ain't love
Tell me it's love if it ain't us
And baby, I feel a little dangerous
Already knowin' these niggas ain't us
That's the fact, they the opposite
Bottlin' up all the pressure
Boutta blow the top off, shit
And we ain't tryna hang inside there
They tied up with strings
If I ain't feelin' right, how they supposed to look up to me
I'ma keep my head up
Think I'm pullin' back, see brand new
Ain't no stressin' when I got my Vanna
Fuckin' shit, you a fan
All I give a nigga's gotta chase him
Girl, 99 problems
These haters not fun
And they ain't gon' stop us
Tryna chase the bag
Ain't no time for they chase and chase
Like we movin' fast
Time is pricey, but to live is free
What's the real cost
What do I gotta lose
One thing really matters
The chase and chase
Haters hate me off of friends, so
Forgot they gotta say they friended us
Write this shit down in your planner
Soundin' tourist moody like a cancer
Passin' on a drug of madness
Gotta check nightly
Insecure, might be
Ain't no rules when I be followin' my dreams
Every other nigga wanna look up to me
Nigga growin' so fast, damn, I can't think
Man, it's so hard for me
But I'm drippin' Goyard Supreme
But this shit mean nothin' to me
Under pressure, I cannot think
Whoa, I just been sippin' on Fanta
Where we meeting up Atlanta
Better write this shit down in your planner
Mom, I'm not comin' home, not finna answer
If you was an Aries, I'm cancer
Cause I need to work on my manner
Believe me, I keep a Glock on my side
Because of this money, I ran
Hey, you know
I let my queen dip and go
Guess what
I let my queen dip and go
Thoughts in my head, I feel out of control
Tell me, tell me why
Tell me why I feel the pressure
Then he go and keep his head up
Mr. Garmazilla on me with a sweater
Ain't but with you, I need my pay
I'm sorry, someone's comin' to get it
Tell me, tell me if it ain't right
Tell me, tell me if it ain't right
Baby, I feel a little danger
But what I hate is you, ain't I