Lyrics

ATL what the fuck
We smokin gas, all in the trunk
Going fast, take it slow
ATL what the fuck

Rotation 15 fills me with dread
And I-285 strikes at me days at a time
and I'll stay in if you can trust me
I'm not weary and I'm fine
I want to finally go back
To my old mentality, like
"Why'd you even leave my side?"
Shit happens all the time

ATL what the fuck
We smokin gas, all in the trunk
Going fast, take it slow
ATL what the fuck

Rotation 15 fills me with dread
And I-285 strikes at me days at a time
and I'll cave in if you can trust me, I'm not weary and
I'm fine
I want to finally go back
To my old mentality, like
"Why'd you even leave my side?"
Shit happens all the time
Shit happens all the time

What the fuck