ATL

I've been on the way, I've been on my way, I've been on my way

I feel like MJ the way I'ma gamble, I've been through much shit, baby, you cannot

handle, Like I carry the spin back, yeah, the way

I be handled, Broke my heart in pieces, then I got left with

Louis V, my jeans, baby, I got all this shit, like they workin' for me

ayy, All these niggas wanna be like me, ayy

Got a drop top coupe, I can't swerve in the KIA, ayy

Got a bad bitch from Atlanta, Freaky bad bitch, yeah, she don't got manners

Whole lot of red, I'm not talkin' no Santa, Back in the day, didn't live in my house

I had to go stay with my Nana, All of these niggas, they probably got manners