Atlanta (feat. Paperstacks) Video (MV)

Just Ride with a n****
Lets drive to Atlanta
That's 12 long hours
So excuse my manners
I'm kinda mannish
But you'd be too
If you seen you
Then you'd be too
Just Ride with a n****
Lets drive to Atlanta
That's 12 long hours
So excuse my manners
I'm kinda mannish
But you'd be too
If you seen you
Then you'd be too
I'm pull up like 8, we can get there 8 the next day
No tolls on my GPS, that's the best way
Hit the G stay, then the freeway, then flea
Window cracked, seat back, plus yo legs on me
Girl you
Black like my mama, low on the drama
Got yo own commas, pull over
Pull ova Honda
Get right behind ya
Eat ya like Jeffery Wait, Still in Wisconsin
We got aint got a condom, now we really bonded
I think we go together
Wait, do we really go together
Lil church girl with the Jesus medallion
Big ol freak, like Meg The Stallion
You don't conform to the norm, you don't even speak the talent
You just slide through with the balance, skin look good cause
You drink from the gallon, teach a n**** shit
So you throw me off balance, I used to eat bad
Now I eat chicken salads and shit
You know light on the ranch and shit like that
Yeah make sure its light on the ranch too
You know what I mean
You be trippin and shit when its too much chicken
You be like you might as well just order the chicken
You just be doing too much
You know what is you doing
Like who is you calling
Charmaine why
Why you worried about it anyway
Aw yeah they should already be there
Just Ride with a n****
Lets drive to Atlanta
That's 12 long hours
So excuse my manners
I'm kinda mannish
But you'd be too
If you seen you
Then you'd be too
Just Ride with a n****
Lets drive to Atlanta
That's 12 long hours
So excuse my manners
I'm kinda mannish
But you'd be too
If you seen you
Then you'd be too
See this the shit I was talkin bout
Back in palm trees
Man a vacation Is all we need
Just you and me
You like hold up wait
You invite yo friend And she on the way
Got city with her So I won't complain
I just want us To get back to great
Hope this Atlanta weather Can save the day Please save the day
No arguing on this please
All that drama You can miss me
Subtract the clothes you can add me
One thing that we both need
But you need it way more then me
Need way more then I
I can see it in yo eyes
I'll put it on your right
Know I like my chicken fried
Bring me Brest in a thigh
I need nothing on the side
Only you only you
This feel like deja vu
Think we made a break through
Break through break through
We was all in a grove
We was f*ckin up the room
Playing usher for the mood
Then I seen yo phone move
City in yo friend down stairs
And they waiting