Atlanta Hood Witch lyrics

[Intro]
Lean tears in her Fanta when I met her, ayyy
Goth tears on the Glock when I met her, ayy
Gold slugs shynin' like I'm from Alabama (Shynin')
Sick Gang ew, Soulja'd up Talibana

(Count that new Lil Rari, Rari World)
(Man, you know I got you)

[Chorus]
Lean tears in her Fanta
Goth b*tch from Atlanta
Think she from Zone 3
Shawty throwing up 3's
Rari throwing up 4's
Counting money on the floor
Souljah shawty off the Advil
So I'm thuggin', yeah, I know

Lean tears in her Fanta
Goth b*tch from Atlanta
Think she from Zone 3
Shawty throwing up 3's
Rari throwing up 4's
Counting money on the floor
Souljah shawty off the Advil
So I'm thuggin', yeah, I know
[Bridge 2]
Smoking on skinny blunts
4's where I'm from
Throw it up, where you from?
Throw it up, where you from?

[Verse 1]
Throw it up, where you from?
4's up where I'm from
Smoking on skinny blunts
Ashy all day, go and light it up
HotBoy fired up
Souljah rag, keep it tucked
Ayy, goth n*gga throwin' 30's on the Honda truck
f*ck that, I'm from the 4
Still smoke mid dro
With my n*gga Hunned gettin' blues and pullin' up, yeah, real slow
Still dance with my shoota
DTP, like Luda
Ayy, n*ggas act like babies, don't ever let a n*gga fool ya

[Interlude]
No, no, no
Lean tears in her Fanta when I met her
Goth b*tch from Atlanta, but I think she from Zone 3
Shawty throwing up 3's, rari throwing 4's
Counting money on the floor, shawty, go ahead, count it up slow
[Chorus]
Lean tears in her Fanta
Goth b*tch from Atlanta
Think she from Zone 3
Shawty throwing up 3's
Rari throwing up 4's
Counting money on the floor
Souljah shawty off the Advil
So I'm thuggin', yeah, I know

[Bridge 2]
Engine white rum
Smoking on skinny blunts
4's up where I'm from
Throw it up, where you from?
Engine white rum
4's up where I'm from
Damn, ayy

[Verse 2]
Lean tears in her Fanta when I met her, ayyy
Goth tears on the Glock when I met her, ayy
Gold slugs shynin' like I'm from Alabama (Shynin')
Sick Gang ew, Soulja'd up Talibana
n*ggas talkin' down, but don't want no damn ana
Hood b*tch stay same color Whiney Poo, sh*t
Riding by myself, I'm my own shooter, ooh
Prayed up in the battle field, yeah, Yahweh, I'm with you
Skinny goth n*gga make a b*tch say ooh
30's on a Wrangler Jeep when a young n*gga when slide through
Ooohhh...
Throw it up, where you from?
Throw it up, where you from? Ayy