New Atlanta

[Intro: Jermaine Dupri] Yo (Yo) Yo, yo, yo (Yo, yo yo), yo I told y'all niggas a long time ago M-M-M-Murda Come fuck with my city, nah mean? Rich Homie (ATL, ho) Migos (ATL, ho) Young Thug (ATL, ho) And me, motherfucker, yeah (Yo, yo, yo) Yeah, you know what I'm saying? When you get off that motherfucking plane, ah [Chorus: Quavo, Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug] Welcome to Atlanta, baby (Atlanta) You never been to Atlanta (To Atlanta, hey) Welcome to New Atlanta (New Atlanta, hey) Phantoms on top of Phantoms (Woo, skrrt) This that new Atlanta, baby (Uh) Hannah Montana, boot up in Atlanta (Boot up) New Atlanta (Hey) We don't need security, walking around with that hammer (Baow-baow) Bring out the cameras (Flash) C-Camera, babe Porno movie, fuck your camera, baby 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 keeping it trill In New Atlanta, baby [Verse 1: Quavo & Takeoff] Crossover Spaghetti Junction (Quavo) Nawfside, Migo bando bunkin' (Bunkin') Lil' mama, she foreign (Bad), she not from this country (Foreign) Fly to Atlanta, we land in the morning (Fly) Droppin' my top on the avenue (Skrrt, ride, gone) Young nigga, you stay with your mama, call you Bartholomew (Hah) Come to Atlanta, we breaking the rules (Come to Atlanta, uh) Do you remember my teachers said we wouldn't make it? (Said I wouldn't make it, woo) I gotta thank y'all (Thank you), Atlanta made us famous (Go, Atlanta) Cross the world, we in Venezuela (World) You live in Atlanta, might have some haters (Fuck a hater, fuck you) The new Atlanta like the old Lakers (Takeoff) [Verse 2: Takeoff] I'm a young rich nigga whipping up chemicals Middle of the summer, wearing chinchillas (Hot, hot) Ride through the city Atlanta with your bitch She poppin' that pussy, no pimple (She poppin' it) It's been a long time coming (What you talking 'bout?) Migos, Thug, Rich Homie (Rich Homie) No, we don't fuck with no phonies You niggas be cloning, they watching like Sony (You copy me) Mama said I was a born star (Mama said) Came out the pussy with a spatula (I got the formula) Sellin' dope like Pablo Escobar (Pablo) I'm hot, they lookin' for me, switchin' cars (Hot) Bentley Mulsanne, I just blew out the brain (Grrah) Of the Audi R8 with the paper tag plate (Skrrt) Takeoff and Thug, Offset, Quavo, Quan New Atlanta, we the heavyweight (Damn, damn) [Chorus: Quavo, Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug] Welcome to Atlanta, baby (Atlanta) You never been to Atlanta (To Atlanta, hey) Welcome to New Atlanta (New Atlanta, hey) Phantoms on top of Phantoms (Woo, skrrt) This that new Atlanta, baby (Uh) Hannah Montana, boot up in Atlanta (Boot up) New Atlanta (Hey) We don't need security, walking around with that hammer (Baow-baow) Bring out the cameras (Flash) C-Camera, babe Porno movie, fuck your camera, baby 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 keeping it trill In New Atlanta, baby (Offset) [Verse 3: Offset] I had a desire, we built the empire You niggas retired, Givenchy attire (Givenchy) I'm trappin', they think that I live in The Wire (Trappin') I had to flood out my new Audemars (Ooh) I'm drivin' the Ghost, scarin' niggas like Michael Myers (Ahh) I fuck your bitch, pass her out like a flyer (Here) All the lil' kids lookin' at me, admired (Uh) I pull up in 'Raris, I Forgi'd my tires (Oh) I'm dropping a four in my Tropicana (Lean) This the New Atlanta, pulling up in Phantoms (Skrrt) For you niggas that monkey, we got bananas (Nah) Throw a temper tantrum when I'm on the channel (Temper tantrum) We finessin' and countin' up in Atlanta (Touchdown) Put a price on your head like a bandana There go 12, Dipset like Juelz Santana (Woop, woop) I'm dropping my top on my panoramic (Uh) [Chorus: Quavo, Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug] Welcome to Atlanta, baby (Atlanta) You never been to Atlanta (To Atlanta, hey) Welcome to New Atlanta (New Atlanta, hey) Phantoms on top of Phantoms (Woo, skrrt) This that new Atlanta, baby (Uh) Hannah Montana, boot up in Atlanta (Boot up) New Atlanta (Hey) We don't need security, walking around with that hammer (Baow-baow) Bring out the cameras (Flash) C-Camera, babe Porno movie, fuck your camera, baby 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 keeping it trill In New Atlanta, baby [Interlude: Jermaine Dupri] Motherfuckers hatin' and shit (Yo, yo) Motherfuckers still movin' out here and shit (Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo) It's still love in this motherfucker (Yo, yo, yo) And niggas think this shit gon' stop (Yo, yo, yo) It ain't never gon' stop It's just gon' keep going, Rich Homie, tell 'em where you from (Murda) [Verse 4: Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug] A-T-L-A-N-T-A, GA, that where I'm from (Ooh) East Atlanta, that's where I stay, AKA the slums (East Atlanta) I got, I got trained to slime without a gun Migos and Quan roll up another one (Migos, hey) Doctors don't know what we on (On Blood, ayy) Mansion still poppin' on Mondays (Racks) Ain't no more twenty grand (No way) New Atlanta, we stuntin' (What?) I keep me like twenty bands (Them racks) Shawty Lo lifestyle, I’m the man (Let's go) Got your main ho head in my hand I ain't Future, but I'm having free bands I can't help who I am, tell 'em, Quan Lord, I can't help who I'm is or where I'm from (No way, no way) Welcome to Atlanta where you better watch your tongue (Watch what you say) Hey, I did dirt for this water, I feel like a pond (On Blood) I'm from Bleveland, Rich Homie Quan, tell 'em where you're from [Chorus: Quavo, Rich Homie Quan & Young Thug] Welcome to Atlanta, baby (Atlanta) You never been to Atlanta (To Atlanta, hey) Welcome to New Atlanta (New Atlanta, hey) Phantoms on top of Phantoms (Woo, skrrt) This that new Atlanta, baby (Uh) Hannah Montana, boot up in Atlanta (Boot up) New Atlanta (Hey) We don't need security, walking around with that hammer (Baow-baow) Bring out the cameras (Flash) C-Camera, babe Porno movie, fuck your camera, baby 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 keeping it trill In New Atlanta, baby (Murda)