Automatic

Automatic (Rocking all black like I”m Manson) (C) Plays going up spazzing Always hungry- never famished Take cash apps in advancement Rock all black - like Manson Don’t never question my status Dropping hits this automatic Pharaoh take over the plant When jump on track I do damage (x2) (V1: Deuce) We do damage, my dick in her mouth like a sandwich I ran it up tell the haters don’t panic, got gas through mail, got packs that’s in transit Bending my back know some niggas can’t stand it- I had stay down cuz you know that GOD planed it Smoking good OG I’m new a planet I get to the money and I rubber band it I just hit bro—he say that he got him new lows- he told me come grab me some mo I got some custy’s waiting in line that gone pull up shop- like I’m running a store I’m outta sight, I’m out mind, most of these niggas ain’t none my kind Niggas be falling and snaking they ppl dawg, we ain’t the same I go harder for mine Make sure that everbody eats, we all kings we all gotta throne Everyday of the week, I’m tryna get off, I need this shit gone I wake up I walk me a beat- yeah I’m going off on every song Yes I’m a Trapthlete- you come at me wrong I’m bussin ya dome (C) (V2) Seen a lot a shit I ain’t got answers for Came a long away- used to sleep in cars Pics in magazines real a superstar Bet y’all didn’t think I’d make it this far Didn’t have plan, but I knew was gone make it Hate that 9-5, wasn’t seeing no profit On the road riches-ain’t no one that can stop it Custom drip expensive, paying straight out my pockets Walkin out the bank, just had to make a deposit I’ve been so lowkey they askin when I’m gone drop shit Bullshit with gang link up smoking exotic Everything I said I did it, call me a prophet (C)