Automatic

Chorus:
On my bruddas, I’ll never turn my back
Did what I did and I still can’t take it back
Hotbox the CLS and move a lil faster
Shawty got me on a different vibe,
I’mma bag her
Automatic real nigga status
I’m sorry if I made you feel sadder
It ain’t my fault yo feelings weaker than my bladder
It ain’t yo fault my feelings stronger than it mattered

Verse 1:
Not of this planet baby I got rings like Saturn
Ain’t tell you everything cause I ain’t think it mattered
Hopped in the bag, I’m a sack racer
A sack chaser
I like fast paper & fat woods
I can’t do shit with papers
I like thick hoes
I can’t do VS models
And tell the owner we want a QP, not bottles
Back to the QT cause a nigga need some lighters
And if this pussy try me bout a ID we gonna strike ‘em
Her nipples so damn pretty and she love it when I bite ‘em
How the pigs kill us
But they never get indicted?
Hella work, lot of prayers and my problems got wrapped
Whoever thought the nigga who stuttered would go and rap?
The only thing that stutter is the money counter, that’s facts
Poured my heart out to you and you took it so light
That shit had kept me up for hella nights
My ex cryin in a Kia but it’s funny cause I don’t feel bad for her
Meanwhile made my new bitch cry up in a Range Rover
Now it’s over, cause she the graduation in a nigga
My homie pulled his trigger off the Xans and liquor
Praying for a better way to get up out the system
Versace boots, VS diamonds, yeah she love the finer things
Droptop, titties out, sunshine with the rain
I can’t check my phone around nobody when she text me
Nasty, sexy, don’t know when she met me
Everything’s everything
I didn’t forget the question
Thick redbone slide in that pussy with my best intention
Yeah
Light another one to ease the tension

Chorus:
On my bruddas, I’ll never turn my back
Did what I did and I still can’t take it back
Hotbox the CLS and move a lil faster
Shawty got me on a different vibe,
I’mma bag her
Automatic real nigga status
I’m sorry if I made you feel sadder
It ain’t my fault yo feelings weaker than my bladder
It ain’t yo fault my feelings stronger than it mattered

Verse 2:
I’m a one of one
You can’t even stop me if you want
What you want?
Dis Ain’t What U Want
Bumpin’ in the trunk
Remember my homies stabbed my back
Remember that bitch told me lies
Remember my nigga killed hiself
And I was looking at the sky
Hella high
Askin God why?
Don’t know if I cried
But I know it took a lot for me to get out
Where I’m from it ain’t a home
It’s a crab bucket
Cause everybody pull you down
So you really can’t get out
How you engaged girl it’s only been three years now?
We just graduated I remember when you sucked me off
I remember when that nigga caught me lackin’, it was foul
But he gon’ get what he deserve, and that’s on God

Chorus:
On my bruddas, I’ll never turn my back
Did what I did and I still can’t take it back
Hotbox the CLS and move a lil faster
Shawty got me on a different vibe,
I’mma bag her
Automatic real nigga status
I’m sorry if I made you feel sadder
It ain’t my fault yo feelings weaker than my bladder
It ain’t yo fault my feelings stronger than it mattered

Outro:
Real nigga status