Drake, Future & Molly Santana – Ran To Atlanta Lyrics

Drake, Future & Molly Santana – Ran To Atlanta Lyrics
Ran To Atlanta
Drake, Future & Molly Santana
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    "Ran To Atlanta." - Drake, Future & Molly Santana

    Album: ICEMAN
    Track No: 05

    You know what I'm sayin', yeah
    Freebandz turn shit up again
    Whatever it gon' take to get lil' bro out the can
    Cuttin' ties with all my friends
    Ho went down that road, I can't go again
    Fuck boy, rrt, know what I'm sayin'? Ski
    Stood on that business, girl, you know what I'm sayin'? Yeah
    Atlanta ****, twin, know what I'm sayin'? Yeah
    Aye, say, twin
    Know what I'm sayin'?
    Outside is back to what it was, you know what I'm sayin'?
    Atlanta'll tell you 'bout my run, you know what I'm sayin'?
    Ask Pluto, Bank, or 21, you know what I'm sayin'?
    I done put up half, what's done is done, you know what I'm sayin'?
    Two cars in the back, two in the front, you know what I'm sayin'?
    They so down for me, gotta punt, you understand?
    Understand, understand, understand, understand, under—
    Me and Hendrix back by popular demand
    Yeah
    Got a three-ticket Richie on my hand
    Okay
    I went St. John the Baptist on the Lam'
    Uh-huh
    I went Laurie Lynn Stark on my pants
    Ooh
    And I'm quick to turn a hater into a fan
    **** standin' ten toes on quicksand
    If they could've been, they would've been, but they can't
    Embarrassment the only thing I'm gettin' secondhand
    It cost a lot for that Mercedes stretch sedan
    She said, "Astaghfirullah," because I'm back with Taliban
    Uh-huh
    Come right now, bring a friend for my friend
    Uh-huh
    Come right now, bring a friend for my friend
    Know what I'm sayin'?
    Outside is back to what it was, you know what I'm sayin'?
    Atlanta'll tell you 'bout my run, you know what I'm sayin'?
    Ask Pluto, Bank, or 21, you know what I'm sayin'?
    I done put up half, what's done is done, you know what I'm sayin'?
    Two cars in the back, two in the front, you know what I'm sayin'?
    They so down for me, gotta punt, you understand?
    Understand, understand, understand, understand, under—
    I just fucked a milli' off on some fine shit
    What else?
    I just fucked a milli' off on some fine shit
    What else?
    I flew forty bitches out on some fried shit
    What else?
    Ran five hundred milli' up on some burnt shit
    Yeah
    Can't even tell you what day it is, I been in Turks so long, I love it here
    Yeah
    Can't even tell you what day it is, I'm on so many pills, I don't how I made it here
    Yeah
    Can't even tell you which drug I'm on, soon as I say it, then ****, they claimin' it
    Yeah
    Can't even tell you what day it is, can't even tell you where bitches be stayin' at
    Yeah
    Can't even tell you what day it is, she pull it right out her purse and she play in it
    Nut on the sheet, then she lay in it, bought a condo up the street and she stay in it
    Bring all the freaks to France and skrrt in the Sprinter, they wanna play Molly Santana
    They do
    Used to cook Hannah Montan', the way we movin' boxes, you would think we went hand-to-hand
    I just ran a milli' up on some slime shit
    What else?
    I just fucked they feelings up on some pride shit
    What else?
    I just fucked Chanelly up on some light shit
    What else?
    Molly Santana gon' make 'em rewind it
    What else?
    Diamonds on diamonds and hammers on hammers
    I'm a big shark while these hoes is piranhas
    Okay
    Talkin' 'bout billions, he talkin' on camera
    Think he a threat? He ain't nothin' but a random
    That's facts
    Molly Santana new Hannah Montana
    Molly Santana new Hannah Montana
    Yeah
    Molly Santana new Hannah Montana
    Molly Santana new Hannah Montana
    Yeah
    Iceman turnt
    Iceman turnt, Iceman turnt
    Iceman turnt, what else? Iceman turnt, what else?
    Iceman turnt, what else? Iceman turnt
    Iceman turnt
    Iceman turnt like we knew that the tables would
    Iceman back outside for the greater good
    Fuck you, pussy, but shout out your neighborhood, uh
    I get mentioned a lot by a bunch of people that I wish I never met, aye
    We sharin' women that I already fucked at the height of my success, aye
    All you pussy boys losin' it and you need to take meds, hey
    When I tell you dip 'cause it's Ice time, bitch, it ain't the fake feds, hey
    Iceman turnt, what else? Iceman turnt, what else?
    Iceman turnt, what else? Iceman turnt

    Writer(s): Aubrey Drake Graham.

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