Letra Atm de Migos

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Solid foundation

2014

01. Kick the door down
02. Get down
03. How does it feel
04. Rich nigga shit
05. Atm
06. No choice
07. Dramatic
08. Shawn kemp
09. Designer
10. When we ride
11. Ounces
12. Water whip
13. They gave the wrong young nigga money
14. Mpa duke rns
15. Married to the money
16. Fuck the rap game
17. Surrender
18. Roger that
19. I really do this
20. Qc addiction

Atm

(Hook)
Call me ATM
I’m addicted to that money
I’m addicted to getting money
I’m addicted to them hunneds
Call me ATM
I’m addicted to that money
I’m addicted to getting money
I’m addicted to them hunneds
Call me ATM
ATM, ATM
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM

(Verse)
What the fuck nigga hustle for?
They ain’t really getting bread
Fuck nigga get in line
Put some money on the set
Bottom of my shoelace
Christian Loubuittons
And I’m sure damn live wit it
Bull bullyin guns
Getting money, getting money
Rich street nigga, boy better get money
Loadin up the AK
Sippin on lean while I’m thumbin through hunneds
Livin at the beach house like I wanted
Look at you and look at me
I’m the million dollar kid
And to me yall fuck niggas lookin like you’re 100’s
A hundred in cash my nigga
200 my dash my nigga
I’m gonna spazz no one though
You can go and ask them niggas nigga
50 thousand
I’m packin up stadiums
They mistake me for ATM
In a bando, livin with a bitch that’s Canadian

(Hook)
Call me ATM
I’m addicted to that money
I’m addicted to getting money
I’m addicted to them hunneds
Call me ATM
I’m addicted to that money
I’m addicted to getting money
I’m addicted to them hunneds
Call me ATM
ATM, ATM
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM

(Verse)
Brand new Ferrari
It got them frog legs
4-4 Bulldog
I promise my dog bite
I’m made up like crimilite
I OG on trees
I know who they see, I know when they see
The rack hangs on me
Every day different payroll (every day)
Every day of the week with a different hoe (every day I want a different hoe)
Getting paid that cash from zero (I came from zero)
And my bands on full with blue C-notes

Salute all my niggas from Lakewood to the motherfuckin Pinkstokes
Got paper, kinko
Boxes, UPS, truckloads
And FD still watchin, Rolex the watches
Money in the ceiling, money in the couch
Countin up more than I can

(Hook)
Call me ATM
I’m addicted to that money
I’m addicted to getting money
I’m addicted to them hunneds
Call me ATM
I’m addicted to that money
I’m addicted to getting money
I’m addicted to them hunneds
Call me ATM
ATM, ATM
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM
(Call me ATM)
ATM, ATM

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(Verse)
What the fuck nigga hustle for?
They ain’t really getting bread
Fuck nigga get in line
Put some money on the set
Bottom of my shoelace
Christian Loubuittons
And I’m sure damn live wit it
Bull bullyin guns
Getting money, getting money
Rich street nigga, boy better get money
Loadin up the AK
Sippin on lean while I’m thumbin through hunneds
Livin at the beach house like I wanted
Look at you and look at me
I’m the million dollar kid
And to me yall fuck niggas lookin like you’re 100’s
A hundred in cash my nigga
200 my dash my nigga
I’m gonna spazz no one though
You can go and ask them niggas nigga
50 thousand
I’m packin up stadiums
They mistake me for ATM
In a bando, livin with a bitch that’s Canadian

(Verse)
Brand new Ferrari
It got them frog legs
4-4 Bulldog
I promise my dog bite
I’m made up like crimilite
I OG on trees
I know who they see, I know when they see
The rack hangs on me
Every day different payroll (every day)
Every day of the week with a different hoe (every day I want a different hoe)
Getting paid that cash from zero (I came from zero)
And my bands on full with blue C-notes

Salute all my niggas from Lakewood to the motherfuckin Pinkstokes
Got paper, kinko
Boxes, UPS, truckloads
And FD still watchin, Rolex the watches
Money in the ceiling, money in the couch
Countin up more than I can