Murda Beatz
Go to ATL
[Intro : Quavo & Offset]
Ay, Quavo
Ay, Offset
[Mmmmmmmmurda!]
MIGO!

[Hook - Quavo]
Go to Atlanta, go to Atlanta
Go to atlanta go to Atlanta
Meet me there i see your problems (problems)
Just go to atlanta, babe!

[Verse - 1]

Slim, Slim, Slim, Whoop!
Gotta go to my rich style
Get me carefuly
I'm a rapper
Don't give me no chances (chances!)
Story to ATLanta
Meet me and my homies! (tru!)
Penny for your thoughts, and a twenty for your titties
And a hundred for your smile, I'mma be here for a while
I'mma be up with them owls, just to see you when you out
I get high cause i get to my money shit
Yeah, yeah
I do not steal money
I do rob banks
Escape with the fake shit in the 21's
Damn, damn, damn you
Who are you, fuck you n***a
Takin my bitches to Atlanta they don't wanna met you

[Hook]

[Verse 2 : Quavo]
Huncho to the buncho
Go to atlanta
Meet me and my crew
Shawty bad cause she wanna met us (met us!)
Go, go shorty kiss the trap, ay

[Verse 3 : Takeoff]

Takeoff, takeoff, takeoff
They always take me off (n***a!)
I'm rich, and fucking crazy! (crazy)
My homies wanna go in atlanta
Meet the trap, shawty, damn
(Offset!)

[Verse 4 : Offset]
Set it off, jump off to the set
Get it on shawty
Meet the atlanta
Spark the cucumber
Shawty wanna a bigger one
Go to the ocean, Frank don like that
Then go faster than the speed of the limit!

[Hook]

[Interlude]
Ay, yah, takeoff, offset, huncho
Missin the q
Ay