FULL AUTO Lyrics

Yea (yea,huh)

Hah

Yuh (yea, yeah)

Huh

Four, five shots

I shot him in his femur (four, five shots)

Ride around town

Lil' baby in a beamer

Hold up wait, hold up wait (wait up)

Lil' baby on the waitlist

I'm not talking bout' her size, I'm just talkin' bout' her patience

Lil' baby wait, you the runner up

I like her I make fun of her

With the gang and you touch none of us

In disguise I keep that choppa' tucked

We finna' slide I got full autos huh

All that shit talkin, better not go run

Tried to play me, baby I'm not the one

Lil' bitch she fine, I'ma slide her sum

(that's him? ya'll wanna get shot at nigga)

(that's ya'll though right? spin nigga)

I swear, we done talked a lot, bout' some whole different shit (whole lotta' shit)

Are you there? (yea)

I'm in the backseat carrying a blick

Baby been on bull shit

She mad I keep on bullshittin' her

Off the drank lil' babe I'm too lit (too lit)

You bored just count up these hunnid's or sum

(you bored just count up these hunnid's or sum)