ATL Lyrics

She like Quani, where you been at?

I've been laying low off the grid

I don't feel right

I stay on my P's and my Q's, let it heal right

I see you been blowing up my phone, what do you want this time?

"I miss your fragrance, yeah"

"I miss your face that too"

I'm on the way, I let you know when I'm in your state

Told me she bringing her friends

Two dimes, how can I say no?

Blowing me up, I hate calls

I need a new phone, I need new hoes

But I hate those

Wasting all my time but I can't let go, No

I keep going back I'm like a echo,

And I know I'm stupid, I know I'm high

And I know I can't choose you blow my high

Got my money up, now you look stupid fried

Know my highs and my lows

Every single day, been thinking bout where we went wrong

Met dis white hoe in Atlanta, I knew

But I promise I won't date her, it ain't nothing to it

But I let her in my conscience, I threw