Drake, Future, Molly Santana - Ran To Atlanta

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 nigga, twin, know what I'm sayin'? Yeah
Ayy, say, twin

[Chorus: Drake]
Know what I'm sayin'?
Outsiders 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 (Mm)
And I'm quick to turn a hater into a fan
Niggas 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 (Hahaha)
It cost a lot for that Mercedes stretch sedan
She said Astaghfirullah because I'm back with Taliban
Come right now, bring a friend for my friend (Uh-huh)
Come right now, bring a friend for my friend