Fully Auto ft. Yvng Melody Lyrics

The Bible says, a man is as he thinketh

God created us in his image

God thought of this world

He thought of it, so he created it

So he made you just like him

that your thoughts can create things

He made you just like him

Now you can't go make earth and heaven like he did

But You can make a better world for yourself

Switch for fame

Since the money came

You Never been the same

Been a Haze

Fuck a wedding cake

I want the feeling bae

Ooh it's hot

It's Faye okay

Now imma set this shit ablaze

Fully auto,

Popping bottles shit,

I've been on fully auto

Back tomorrow,

In the Monte Carlo

I'll be back tomorrow

With a model

And she Bad as fuck,

Got my dick on throttle

Yeah, that bitch so evil

All she wanted was to money borrow

Fully auto,

popping bottles shit,

I've been on fully auto

Back tomorrow,

in the Monte Carlo

I'll be back tomorrow

With a model

And she Bad as fuck,

Got my dick on throttle

Yeah, that bitch so evil

All she wanted was to money borrow

I could never link

With a bitch

If she got no friends

Me and all my niggas

Pushing eighty in a blacked out benz

Tinted shit

All my niggas whipping

We be spinning shit

Giving niggas orders

Yea I been on my lieutenant shit

Been a bitch, I've been way too holy

Fuck a sinning bitch, sinning shit

I might fall in love the way she suck the dick

Give me hits, on my demon shit

Been on Jimmy Hicks,

All my niggas

Getting money, what you know about slicing bricks

Fully auto,

popping bottles shit,

I've been on fully auto

Back tomorrow,

In the Monte Carlo

I'll be back tomorrow

With a model

And she Bad as fuck,

Got my dick on throttle

Yeah, that bitch so evil

All she wanted was to money borrow

Hey, oh, she wanted my money

Nah, baby, you funny

Ding deep, don't sing

Made you my bae, and it turned out that you didn't love me

Got treated like a junkie

When nobody loved me

But that is OK

I know that I'm fine

I know that I'm great

Asking myself, did I do it for fame

Or did I just do it because everyone fake

Shawty was calling my phone like, where were you at

I just told her I needed some space

Where were you at when I needed my cake

Where were you at when I needed your grace

Where these fake niggas at

Can I relate

I couldn't imagine myself in this place

The world is so cold

The world is so evil

Shawty was bold, telling her people

That I didn't care

Stabbed my back like a needle

I hope when I die, I turn this world peaceful

Yuh