Текст песни Atlanta - Blitz The Entertainer

Ugh
Zone 1
Zone 6
Decatur
Riverdale
I keep my sprite dirty I don't drink a Fanta
Ohhh you know we lit cause this Atlanta (we lit)
The way i dab on stage
Better get yo camera
Ooh that how we kick it in Atlanta (yeah yeah)
Outta towner trying to run off with the sauce (no he didn't)
If they Catch you down bad
They gon knock you off (bow bow)
When you run ya sack up
Then you a boss (then you a boss)
You with the shitz
Then you ain't taking no loss (no loss) beep
I want that new money
I want the new wraith
I want that porsche
I need them blue hundreds
I need that new Rollie
All of the above
This nigga's be rappin and acting
They saying they trappin
But they really cappin
Move to Atlanta to get off the package
I'm dressed designer
Make it flip like a mattress (I'm fresh)
I used to live in College Park (College Park)
On Godby Rd (Old Nat)
Bankhead court (whoo whoo
This one for Bowen Homes (Ocean Drive)
Shoutout to Adamsville (Adamsville)
And Ben Hill (Ben Hill)
Kirkwood
Perry homes
And Center Hill (yeah yeah yeah)
I keep my sprite dirty I don't drink a Fanta
Ohhh you know we lit cause this Atlanta (we lit)
The way i dab on stage
Better get yo camera
Ooh that how we kick it in Atlanta (yeah yeah)
Outta towner trying to run off with the sauce (no he didn't)
If they Catch you down bad
They gon knock you off (bow bow)
When you run ya sack up
Then you a boss (then you a boss)
You with the shitz
Then you ain't taking no loss (no loss)
(Yeah yeah yeah)
We kick shit like a sensei (hiya)
Blowin money but the rent paid (whoa)
Made it rain in Blue Flame
Yo ho thought I was 2 Chainz (yeah)
Drop the album Before The Fame (huh)
Had to find my own lane
Now i keep a seven like Mike Vick (gas)
But i ain't talkin bout no football game (yeah)
I be really in the trap house (trap)
Where dey get em' off
Get em' in (Atlanta)
My whole clique full of savages (bow)
Fuck around i'ma let em' in (brrr)
Write a song I don't need a pen (yeah)
Double cup put the purple in (yeah yeah)
I don't do the xanny bars (no)
I ain't takin no Percoky pills (Blitz)
I keep my sprite dirty I don't drink a Fanta
Ohhh you know we lit cause this Atlanta (we lit)
The way i dab on stage
Better get yo camera
Ooh that how we kick it in Atlanta (yeah yeah)
Outta towner trying to run off with the sauce (no he didn't)
If they Catch you down bad
They gon knock you off (bow bow)
When you run ya sack up
Then you a boss (then you a boss)
You with the shitz
Then you ain't taking no loss (no loss)
(Yeah yeah yeah)