Текст песни Out in Atlanta - Ugo Blk

I smoke a gram every minute I'm filling my leaf with exotic I light it and flick it
I just might ball with no scrimmage an eagle no pigeon I pull-up and splash with the Rhythm
I'm catching flights taking chances just living out in Atlanta backwood full sticky yea
Out in Atlanta backwood fulla sticky yea

I smoke a gram every minute I'm filling my leaf with exotic I light it and flick it
I just might ball with no scrimmage an eagle no pigeon I pull-up and splash with the Rhythm
I'm catching flights taking chances just living out in Atlanta backwood full sticky yea
Out in Atlanta backwood fulla sticky yea
I smoke a gram every minute I'm filling my leaf with exotic I light it and flick it
I just might ball with no scrimmage an eagle no pigeon I pull-up and splash with the Rhythm
I'm catching flights taking chances just living out in Atlanta backwood full sticky yea
Out in Atlanta backwood fulla sticky yea

She wanna fly to a loft break her off with backshots on a balcony over the city
Swingin the couple like a bat outta hell with her toes on the dash while I'm smoking on Ziggy
Playas get chose why a nigga so picky
I faizo my toes I might drip in some Dickies
I know what I know even though they don't get me
They swear that they know but they ain't never me met
Just me and my people that see the same vision
I remixed the hustle and gave it precision
I know that I'm different I did it on purpose
I made my own lane that's the reason I'm swerving
I'm from the land of the Lacs and the Burbans uhh
Back at the Kappa with screens and Excursions uhh
When I drop it be urgent uhh
Fuck on yo hoe and I did it on purpose uhh
Ima ball on a nigga no double uhh
I'm calling plays out the huddle no trouble a young talented muthafcka aye yuh
The watch with no face just the day
Smokin OG when I wake to the face
I got more drip than a lake aye

I smoke a gram every minute I'm filling my leaf with exotic I light it and flick it
I just might ball with no scrimmage an eagle no pigeon I pull-up and splash with the Rhythm
I'm catching flights taking chances just living out in Atlanta backwood full sticky yea
Out in Atlanta backwood fulla sticky yea
I smoke a gram every minute I'm filling my leaf with exotic I light it and flick it
I just might ball with no scrimmage an eagle no pigeon I pull-up and splash with the rhythm
I'm catching flights taking chances just living out in Atlanta backwood full sticky yea
Out in Atlanta backwood fulla sticky yea uhh