Automatic ft. Freek van Workum Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Money coming in some talking can't bag it
Had to move different I ain't like it how I had it
Y'all wanna sleep, I hustle outta habit
It look just like magic, keep it coming automatic
Keep it coming gotta have it, add it up mathematic
Pray to God nothing happens, I ain't trying to go back
Yeah y'all wanna sleep I hustle outta habit
It look just like magic, keep it coming automatic
Keep it coming, I gotta have it
Fuck ya bitch, acrobatic
Solved her problem, mathematic
Make a film, cinematic
Glock semiautomatic
Get the cash, I gotta have it
Make a stack, I gotta get it
Count it up, a mathematic
Mathematic with a hashtag
Hashtag cause I'm automatic
I'm automatic with the clips
I'm automatic with the tips
Give you a shock like it's static
Shock you up like you asthmatic
All these niggas act like they fuck with me really they just fuckin' fanatics
Fuckin' fanatics they act like Ion do this, I hustled outta habit
My past used to be traumatic
Get up and get it, bread is my habit
Fuck the past, gone and call it magic
Stretching money like it's fuckin' elastic
All these hoes do is talk about niggas knowing they ass is plastic
Money coming in some talking can't bag it
Had to move different I ain't like it how I had it
Y'all wanna sleep, I hustle outta habit
It look just like magic, keep it coming automatic
Keep it coming gotta have it, add it up mathematic
Pray to God nothing happens, I ain't trying to go back
Yeah y'all wanna sleep I hustle outta habit
It look just like magic, keep it coming automatic
Just like magic, I'll make you niggas disappear
I'm up like I'm fuckin' buzz light-year
Speeding off, Nascar in first gear
I'm rhyming shit like I'm Shakespeare
Buying hella kicks, nigga check my shoe gear
Counting up and stackin' up money like I'm yo real deal fuckin' cashier
Cashier, in here, good year, my year
I'm rhyming shit like this my career
These niggas mad cause they can't put me in fear
You know what I'm saying, you niggas can't fuck with me
Fucking with me, you know it's up with me
Nigga gone tell me to spit these bars
Watch how I come on this beat so hard
Beat so hard, words out the backyard
You niggas stuck in the barnyard
Post it up watch this shit get starred, on the charts Savage Kid is up, so gone and stay on guard
Keep it coming I'm automatic, cause I gotta have it, while I gotta stack it, while I grab the cash, so I'mma gone and pop it
Money coming in some talking can't bag it
Had to move different I ain't like it how I had it
Y'all wanna sleep, I hustle outta habit
It look just like magic, keep it coming automatic
Keep it coming gotta have it, add it up mathematic
Pray to God nothing happens, I ain't trying to go back
Yeah y'all wanna sleep I hustle outta habit
It look just like magic, keep it coming automatic