Im So ATL

Ooh, baby boy, wildin with this one?

I'm so A.T.L

I'm so A.T.L

I'm so A.T.L less go

I'm so A.T.L less go

I'm so A.T.L.A

N.T.A. G.A

Bitch, fuck the rest

Fuck them one time

Now he going to get me tatted on his neck

I don't play about my respect

Always screaming, we the best

He can always call my phone

But, bitch, he better not call collect

Then I'm like I'm so A.T.L

I always been up out of bed

And you know I'm fine as hell

True religion on my ass

Jimmy Choo that be my smell

Bitch, it's claimin' she the hardest

But that's me, so I can't tell

And I'm like Let's go

I'm so A.T.L

Fuck around and call me an A.P

New nigga, new bag, new day, please

He be getting bitches

But I be getting bitches and niggas

So that she don't faze me

And if you ain't talking about the money

So I reach on my thumb

Get the fuck out my face please

Get the fuck out my face and I'm like

I'm so A.T.L

I'm so A.T.L

I'm so A.T.L

I'm so A.T.L

And I'm like

I'm so A.T.L

I'm so A.T.L

I'm so A.T.L

I'm so A.T.L

From the A, so you know how we rockin' out

But you'll never get to eat at any Waffle house

And if it's on sight

Then it's on sight

Bitch, what the fuck we talking about?

Bitch, this ain't never gettin' money

I always a mess

Tell her come get all the paper

Or I will not be about no dick

We all outside

Tell her come see what the hype about

Like Jet pull up on me come on

And if it's smoke, then let me know

But bitch, don't make a scene

You hoes is how I like my money

All you bitches green

Don't care what you bitches say

None of your hoes ain't seein' me

And when I'm outside all you hear me sayin'

I'm so A.T.L

In the club shakin' ass, I'm sayin'

I'm so A.T.L

I just rolled me up some Zion face

Then I'm so A.T.L

Bad bitch, I don't need no makeup

I'm so A.T.L

I'm so A.T.L

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I'm so A.T.L