New Atlanta (Feat. Rich Homie Quan, Young Thug, Jermaine Dupri )

Intro: Jermaine DupriYo, 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 Hook: Quavo, (Rich Homie Quan)(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 Break out the cameras (Camera baby, porno movie, fuck your camera babe Don't get your bitch ass killed in New Atlanta baby) Young ThugWe 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) Verse 1: QuavoCrossover spaghetti junction 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 Cross the world we in Venezuela When you live in Atlanta, might have some haters The new Atlanta like the old Lakers Verse 2: TakeoffI'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 (You copy me) 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 Hook: Verse 3: OffsetI 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 Hook: Interlude: Jermaine DupriMotherfuckers 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 Verse 4: Rich Homie Quan & Young ThugA-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 (Shawty Lo lifestyle I’m 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) Hook: