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[Intro]
Oh-oh
[Verse 1]
They say what the fuck you doing with your face?
I goin' back to Atlanta, just so I could beat me case
They wanna fuck the keys, I hide them for the Wraith
They wanna fuck your [?], I tell 'em have faith in me
Put your face in me, it's alright
I need you lacing me, it's alright
And bitch, I out here eating pills, so ain't no lacing the guy, yeah
I don't care what you doing, not at all
Don't care what the fuck you chewing, eat it all
She want love, [?] then I leaving off
It's a bird, it's a plane
I do the fuck again [?], so I won't feel the same
I keeping on going, I keeping in the rain
I dance inside the storm and I almost lost my brain, oh
Can't lose my mind, my grind, my time, my love, my losses, oh
She said she's gone, her love is lost in the wind where I left her bra
Oh-oh, oh
[Chorus]
What you doing with your face?
I going back to Atlanta, just so I could beat me case
They want the keys, I hide the keys to the Wraith
I tell 'em have faith, have faith, have faith in me
I tell 'em let it rain, let it rain on me
She finding bird inside the street like it's sesame
Ho, you saying you have nothing, I give you what's left of me
She don't really want the love, she said she just want sex with me
[Verse 2]
Glock on top the school bus, tell 'em ain't no testing me
[?] I showed the bitch the bigger picture, I know she thinking less of me
I going on fire, fire
She fall in love with Izaiah, Izaiah
I tell her me no liar, baby girl, I tell the truth
Don't [?] me in my Saks Fifth shoes
You never sit down in a cell and watch yourself on top the news
I seen the other side of the barrel and the ffawty start to shoot
[Chorus]
What you doing with your face?
I going back to Atlanta, just so I could beat me case
They want the keys, I hide the keys to the Wraith
I tell 'em have faith, have faith, have faith in me
I tell 'em let it rain, let it rain on me
She finding bird inside the street like it's sesame
Ho, you saying you have nothing, I give you what's left of me
She don't really want the love, she said she just want sex with me
ATL was written by ffawty & Fizzle & Bailey Sample.
ATL was produced by Fizzle & Bailey Sample.