Συντελεστές
PERFORMING ARTISTS
YFN Lucci
Vocals
Dreezy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keante Morton
Songwriter
Rayshawn Lamar Bennett
Songwriter
Seandrea Sledge
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Horesco
Mastering Engineer
Girvan Henry
Executive Producer
Keith Dawson
Mixing Engineer
Tino Burna
Producer
Στίχοι
[Verse 1]
10 AM in Atlanta
Fly a bitch to Atlanta
Fly ya bitch to Atlanta
Let her ride in the Phantom
Know we runnin' that 'Lanta
Yeah, let me show you 'round that Balmain
Hey, yeah
[Verse 2]
10 AM in Atlanta
Fly a bitch to Atlanta
Fly ya bitch to Atlanta
Let her ride in the Phantom
Know we runnin' that 'Lanta
Yeah, let me show you 'round that Balmain
Hey, yeah
[Verse 3]
It's my first time in your city, know you gotta show me 'round like a tourist
Pull up on you with that Nyquil
Know you tired from your tour and shit
Show me somethin' I ain't used to
All these **** be too foo
Feelin' on you in yo new coup
Boy, I hope you paid your insurance
Yeah
That's loose change
Diamonds dancin' like blue flame
There to shoot my old **** got me ridin' witchu in that new thang
City boy but I'ma bad bitch
So you went and bought the kid two chains
Bitch is tryna get this fly, gon' need two planes
Like really comin'
Show me something
You been cappin', battin', now show me somethin'
Bring me out on your black
Show me how they rockin' witchu so I know you runnin'
Hit up Lenox mall, I spend it all
Cop a new Chanel, couldn't pay the bill
All this money, we just studded diamond, ridin' foreigns all through Summer Hill
[Verse 4]
10 AM in Atlanta
Fly a bitch to Atlanta
Fly a bitch to Atlanta
Let her ride in the Phantom
Know we runnin' that 'Lanta
Yeah, let me show you 'round that Balmain
Hey, yeah
[Verse 5]
10 AM in Atlanta
Fly a bitch to Atlanta
Fly ya bitch to Atlanta
Let her ride in the Phantom
Know we runnin' that 'Lanta
Yeah, let me show you 'round that Balmain
Hey, yeah
[Verse 6]
You know we young and wild
Yeah
Grew up runnin' 'round, they try gun me down
Grew up movin' pounds now we blowin' pounds
Got your bitch in town, thirty pointers on me now
I need a bitch gon' hold me down
When I'm feelin' down
Yeah
Put on some fly shit
You know we be flyin' private
Put some Cartier over her eyelid
Let her drop the top, let her know we ain't gotta hide shit
Yeah
10 AM in the A
AP on my bae
D&G everyday
Roll gold Cartier
Chill boss, I relate
Yeah
I'ma boss in and out of state
I told you I run the A
[Verse 7]
10 AM in Atlanta
Fly a bitch to Atlanta
Fly ya bitch to Atlanta
Let her ride in the Phantom
Know we runnin' that 'Lanta
Yeah, let me show you 'round that Balmain
Hey, yeah
[Verse 8]
10 AM in Atlanta
Fly a bitch to Atlanta
Fly ya bitch to Atlanta
Let her ride in the Phantom
Know we runnin' that 'Lanta
Yeah, let me show you 'round that Balmain
Hey, yeah
Written by: Keante Morton, Rayshawn Lamar Bennett, Seandrea Sledge
