Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
I told ya'll niggas a long time ago
Come fuck with my city, nah mean
Rich Homies, Migos, Young Thug, and me motherfucker
(Welcome to Atlanta baby)
You never been to Atlanta
Welcome to new Atlanta - Phantoms on-top of Phantoms
(Get that new Atlanta baby)
Hannah Montana boot up in Atlanta
New Atlanta, we don't need security, walking around with that hammer
Turn on the Cameras
(Camera baby, porno movie, fuck your camera babe
Don't get your bitch ass killed in New Atlanta baby)
We don't fuck with cameras out here I'm for real
Fuck the police, we won't tell, we keepin' it trill
(In new Atlanta baby)
Call for spaghetti chumps
Northside Migo bando bunkin'
Lil' momma she foreign, she not from this country
Fly to Atlanta, we land in the morning
Droppin' my top on the avenue!
Young nigga, you stay with your mama, call you Bartholomew
Come to Atlanta, we breakin' the rules
Do you remember my teacher say we wouldn't make it
I gotta thank ya'll, Atlanta made us famous
Hustle where we invented swag, live in Atlanta, we might have some haters
The new Atlanta like the old Lakers
I'm a young rich nigga, whippin' the chemicals
Middle of the summer wearin' chinchilla's
Up in the city Atlanta with your bitch, she poppin' the pussy - no pimple
It's been a long time coming - Migos, Thug, Rich Homie
No we don't fuck with no phonies, you niggas been cloning then watching like Sony
Momma said I was a born star, came out the pussy with a spatula
Selling dope like Pablo Escobar
I'm hot, they lookin' for me switchin' cars
Bentley Mulsanne I just blew out the brain of the Audi, alright with the paper temp plate
Takeoff and Thug, Offset, Quavo, Quan, new Atlanta, we the heavyweight
I had the desire, we startin' empires
You niggas retired, Givenchy attire
I'm trappin', they think I live in The Wire
I had to flood out my new Audemars
Drop in the Ghost, scaring niggas like Michael Myers
Fuckin' your bitch pass her 'round like a flyer
All the little kids lookin' at me, admired
I pull up in 'Raris, I forgi my tires
I'm dropping in foreigns, might tropicana
Just in New Atlanta, pullin' up the Phantoms
For you niggas that monkey we got bananas
Throw a temper tantrum when I'm on the channel
We finessin' that kind up in Atlanta
Put a price on your head like a Bandana
Dipset, like Juelz Santana
I'm dropping the top on my panoramic
Motherfuckers hatin' and shit
Motherfuckers still movin' out here and shit
It's still love in this motherfucker
And niggas think this shit gonna stop
It ain't never gonna stop
It's just gonna keep going, Rich Homie, tell 'em where you're from
A-T-L-A-N-T-A, GA that where I'm from
East Atlanta, that's where I stay, aka the slums
I got trained to slime without a gun
(Migos and Quan roll up another one
Doctors don't know what we are)
Magic still poppin' on Mondays, ain't no more 20 grams
New Atlanta, we stuntin', I keep me like 20 bands
(Shot (?) on the man, got your main ho here in my hand
I ain't Future but I have free bands, I can't help who I am)
God, I can't help who I is or where I'm from
Welcome to Atlanta, where you better watch your tongue
(Hey, I did dirt for this water, I feel like a pond
I'm from (?), Homie Quan, tell 'em where you're from)