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"ATL (APPR3CIAT3 TH3 LOV3)" is a track by Mike Will Made It, from the album R3SET, released 20th March 2026. The track is 3:25 long. It's filed under Hip-Hop/Rap. Full lyrics are available below.
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(Whoa, whoa) Draco hit ur block and it make everybody the same height We don't sit around and wait we spin that shit the same night How you claiming shit that we did These niggas chasing strikes Brought the opps some buddy passes All dey ass be taking flight I know G Block got my back I put CJ on my hat Kicked a door on river road Goto candler sell the flats Pick a Ho up on Panola She keep asking where we at Told her cut the music up and hide ur face inside my lap Real 1 all the steppers love me I ain't leave when it was ugly D-Town posted at the buddy's Up and shoot like Jared Dudley Street smart I had to study Out the mud like I play rugby Don't you think just cause I rap I won't pull down this fucking skully I can't lie Central Drive taught me a lot of shit I know Tried me at the circle K I shot up the whole fucking store I done been alot of things But I ain't never been no Ho My brother keep on talking bout them murders Ima turn him ghost Know my girl wit me but she do the most Ride alot of jets but ion care to post Friends turned to enemies I keep em close Vince McMahn we smacking down the most Anywhere past Moreland ion care to go You know I'm somewhere off Macafee I ain't gotta drop my lo You don't see her with me more than 1 time She is not my Ho You niggas should get rid of that coach Cus y'all don't ever score I got mad love for Allison cove That's like my 2nd home Daddy in the feds, momma working Now she acting grown Fall in love with all the street niggas Cus she feel alone He don't really trust her when he goto sleep He take her phone Riding in his car they thought it was him And shot her in the dome Had the hood behind me way before I made a fucking song I was robbing all the known niggas before I was known All these niggas was singing When it come to that gangsta shit I set the tone Slaughter gang I'm the that pulled that sword up out that stone Faded, yeah faded nigga faded Poppin dem percs got me faded Poppin dem percs got me faded Talking that shit get you faded Ima trap dis bitch out till they raid it Shoutout to the streets cus they raised me Yuh, yuh I told the bitch go with the flow I'm digging I'm digging I'm digging Her pussy is made out of gold Fuck - we not wit the chatter I bring this shit straight to your door I'm slaughter gang nigga I keep me a dagger I'll put the shit straight through your throat Whoa whoa Whoa whoa I just wanna run up a big check I just wanna run up a big check I just wanna run up a big check I just wanna run up a big check I just wanna run up a big check I just wanna run up a big check I just wanna run up a big check I just wanna run up a big check Young savage not wit the chit chat Ima big dawg I got big racks All of my niggas got big straps Play wit dis shit and get kidnapped I run off and you ain't get shit back If the bitch bad ima hit that Ransom Ransom Ransom Ransom
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