Automatic Flow ft. Lato 5ive Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
I can't be fuckin' on these lil' random hoes, these bitches trashy
Yeah, she pretty, but she thirsty, so you know I'm finna pass it
I told Brody, get it, bet she goin' with it automatic
And they all valid, but I gotta go and get the baddest
It get harder not to spend it when you really tryna stack it
When you makin' money faster, it get difficult to stash it
Bro just went down with a hundred pack, that shit is tragic
We dont Flex, nigga, on the net, nigga, fuck your status
I'm with Ben Frank, I'm with U. S. Grant and Andrew Jackson
Only niggas that I fuck with, that be round me, that ain't family
The way I swipe the bitches thought that I was with the scamily
Before we hit the club, I made her tuck the glizzy in her panties
This bitch pussy good and she be cookin' like a fat bitch
I be sellin' drugs and I be swipin' all the plastic
You ain't never seen a huh? I can show you magic
Pray that I meet sexy red, I like my hoes ratchet
Bad bitches, I be throwin' dollars, I get active
I ain't goin' outside today, I'm fresher than a casket
I can't fuck with niggas, they be broke and they be sassy
Try to kick this cup, but I keep fallin' off the wagon
I be growin' bowls, but in the meantime, I'm rappin
Stretch the pussy out, she call me Mr. Fantastic
If I see a hundred m's, I might just get to dancin
Fuckin' on her friends, I like to see a hoe reaction
She said I look like Quavo every time I put on glasses
Girl, don't fuck me like a sweetie, come and show me that you nasty
Better throw it while I beat it, come and eat it while I slap it
I ain't trickin', but my bitches kept, you know I keep her happy
My bitch look like a Barbie, I just ripped her out the plastic
You're chasin' around these hoes and not the bag, that's why you lackin
I heard you late on payments, but you up to date with fashion
How your chain worth more than your car, you're movin' backwards
How the fuck we in competition, you ain't valid
They say they been outside, but we ain't seen em, you ain't active
Niggas swear they crazy, promise you ain't seen savage
We can shoot or we can box, bitch, we known for beating asses
She ain't got no car with three kids, but she attractive
I be steppin' in the shit, I'm walkin' with the baddest
Head up on her shoulders, but she failin' all the classes
Trappin' every day of the week its a habit
I heard they pillow talkin' to these hoes, these niggas chatty
Bitch is back dooring, you a goofy, she just sent the addy
Why these lame niggas bring my name in shit, tryna drag me
Bet the same niggas see me out in public, try to dap me
I just put some dollars on the floor and she got nasty
Damn I think it's time to pour up, I'ma addict
I can show you how to run it up with a passion
With some members, we gon' throw it up, we ain't flaggin
Pipe a bitch up and put her on, she get to snappin
Baby, take a couple dollars, here, go and do your lashes
Freaky bitch, come and throw it on me, I'ma catch it
I know Lato hit, she can bring her friend if she a bad bitch