Automatic Lyrics

30 dumping out the automatic, stay ready for war nigga, just speak up if it's ever static

Choppas clapping, ain't talking applause won't be glad for what happens

Niggas acting, that shit a facade cause ain't none of you factors

Money conversations, what I like only move for the backend

Aiming at your head nigga, we ain't doing leg shots

shorty freaky, nasty, like, we gon' make that bed rock

I got smoke for any nigga, tryna take my damn spot

Lite them niggas up, we outta there, it got too damn hot

I ain't never staying on the same shit I lane switch

Playing disrespect up on the net, come with the same shit

We don't even speak, you know what's up, no need to say shit

Gang gon' hit you up, and every nigga that you bang with, shit regular

Everyone a stepper til a stepper come and step to ya

Just tryna survive, so for that paper we ain't letting up

Speeding down the strip in something German 12 ain't catching us,

If you ain't thinking out the box, you can't fit in my circle

Shaping shit ain't beneficial, then I cannot merch you, huh

Stay putting that shit on, man, I'm stepping in that Virgil, huh

No, this ain't the old me nigga, this a different version, huh

All my real niggas thuggin, throw your switches up

No it ain't no bitch in us, thats your mans, go pick em up

You my brody ever feel like giving up, I lift you up

I ain't never stopping till A nigga in that Bentley truck

Shorty different, she like Henny and the Casa

Fendi and the Prada

Shorty bad her favorite rapper Nicki, I minage her

Shorty pussy wet, she fucking back, I cannot stop her

Shorty stay on timin finger itching, she top shotta

Got out and came home, best believe I paid that bail

Told my mama, I won't fail, huh, always gon' prevail

Don't come up in my face for none, if you ain't talking paper

Don't come up in my face for none, if you a fucking hater

30 dumping out the automatic, stay ready for war, nigga

Just speak up if it's ever static, choppas clapping,

Ain't talking applause won't be glad for what happens

Niggas acting, that shit a facade, cause ain't none of you factors

Money conversations, what I like only move for the backend

aiming at your head, nigga, we ain't doing leg shots, shorty freaky, nasty, like, we gon' make that bed rock

I got smoke for any nigga tryna take my damn spot

light them niggas up, we out of there, it got too damn hot