Millyz Atlanta Lyrics

[Intro]
Not too much on it, though (I don't even know some)
(Yeah)
f*ck it, though (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
I got to fill up my body with drugs, I don't get no sleep
Bitches be buggin', they thinkin' it's love
I'm still getting back for the ones that would ghost me
Dominican mommy, she treat me like royalty
She got anxiety, I call her Doechii
All on my 'Gram, she like, "Why you don't post me?"
Talk to the plug, need a mill', can you float me? (Woah)
Relapsing again, put a three in a Sprite
Damn, I put a four in a Fanta
Tonight, I'ma probably go trick on a dancer
I might just charter a jet to Atlanta
Relapsing again, put a three in a Sprite
Damn, I put a four in a Fanta
Tonight, I'ma probably go trick on a dancer
I might just charter a jet to Atlanta
[Verse]
Yeah, Perc', I might pop me a half (Half)
I'm chopping my roster in half (Half)
She wanna lay on the bed with bubbles on top of the bath
But I got to work, trap, hustle
Bentley the truck and I Louis the duffle
Glock on my body, I don't want to scuffle
Stay out the gym 'cause I got too much muscle (Woo)
Trap by the train with the work in the Ruffles
Maybach the curtain, I'm feeling like, "f*ck you"
Bitch think I like her, but I wouldn't touch you
I got too much standards, I ain't romantic
Lately, they thinking I'm signed to Atlantic
Pouring this drink in my cup and I panic
Shootin' the porn with your bitch and I pan it
Pan to the right, pan to the left
This shit is magic, I vanish her dress (Woah)
Hand on her waist and a hand on her neck (Ayy) She giving me top 'cause damn it, I'm stressed
Then I Uber Eat her some Panda Express, yes
Blanco rebellious
I got a gun where my belly is
I'm in Saint Louis like Nelly is (Nelly)
I might mix the— with the Celsius (Woo)
I might mix the Perc' with the Addy (Woo)
She beggin' me, droppin' the addy (Yeah)
Top in the back of the Caddy
Telly, I bust and she ratty (Uh)
Then call up her friends and she braggin' (Uh)
Rapper, I'm f*ckin' her like I'm a athlete
Pull up, she running from me like a track meet
I need a beautiful bitch to attract me
Wantin' some beautiful shit she can pass me, yeah
[Chorus]
I got to fill up my body with drugs, I don't get no sleep
Bitches be buggin', they thinkin' it's love
I'm still getting back for the ones that would ghost me
Dominican mommy, she treat me like royalty
She got anxiety, I call her Doechii
All on my 'Gram, she like, "Why you don't post me?"
Talk to the plug, need a mill', can you float me? (Woah)
Relapsing again, put a three in a Sprite
Damn, I put a four in a Fanta
Tonight, I'ma probably go trick on a dancer
I might just charter a jet to Atlanta
Relapsing again, put a three in a Sprite
Damn, I put a four in a Fanta
Tonight, I'ma probably go trick on a dancer
I might just charter a jet to Atlanta

[Outro]
f*ck the club up
f*ck the club up
Then f*ck the club up
f*ck the club
And f*ck the club up
f*ck the club up
That Three 6 Mafia shit
I f*ck the club up, yeah