Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Atlanta, artist - Fivio Foreign.
Date of issue: 09.05.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Atlanta |
Goin viral right now |
Its some opps outside |
Uh |
Yeah, Look |
We see a opp (We see an opp) |
We get him hit (BOW) |
All these dead niggas in my spliff |
I get em shot and whoever he with (Bow) |
I got a big gun on my hip |
I got this bad bitch on my dick |
I got static, I’m still on a trip |
But I gotta travel with the crips (Grrrrt) |
This is a must (Uh) |
Big gun, Up (Bow, Uh) |
Wave it (Wave it), Bust (Bust) |
(Aye Aye Aye) |
None of my opps is tough (Nah) |
We movin' why, he what (what) |
I bulletproofed the whole truck (Skrrrt) |
I don’t even gotta duck (yeah) |
Hol' On (Hol' on) |
Get it (Get it) |
Spin 'em (Spin 'em) |
Fidget (Fidget) |
Them niggas food, chicken (Aye) |
You know my body, movin' different (Aye) |
Uh (Uh) |
That lil' son of a bitch (That lil' son of a bitch) |
Yeah |
I see him I’m givin' him some of this clip (Grrrrrt) |
He better run for his life |
We can shoot or we can fight |
I got a drop, I got a kite (Bow) |
I’m gonna hit him with all of my might |
I am a tiger (I am a tiger) |
No, I am a lion (No, I am a lion) |
No, I am a giant (I am a giant) |
Ima make sure your mother cryin' (Grrrrrrrt, BOW) |
Uh huh, Oh Shit |
Stop callin' my phone bitch |
Yeah its time nigga |
I’m on demon time |
Bitch you recording 911 |
Demon time, Demon time |
Fivio Foreign, Grrrrrrt |
Yeah, Look |
Shoutout the boy for trying his luck |
We catch him lackin', we tying him up |
All my bitches is fire as fuck |
He think he loose, we tighten him up |
Big gun, It’s right in the trunk |
I came from any attic if they want |
I got a different baddie every month |
My niggas gone move around me with the pump |
Nigga I’m savage, We don’t got static (We don’t got static) |
I just take away your life (Yeah), thats simple mathematics |
I need a ratchet, I gotta have it |
If I see him, bet Ima clap it |
We give a fuck about the traffic |
My niggas shootin' like one of the Mavericks |
That nigga don’t know we go anywhere we motherfuckin' want |
Any state, any city, any country, any motherfuckin' hemisphere |
Hemi with the straight, movin' with Detroit |
Movin' like that, all gas no brakes motherfucker |
Yea this big business, I’m a business man |
BOW |