Automatic

I'm automatic yes
Automatic
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I'm automatic yes
Automatic
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Automatic
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I'm automatic yes
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I'm automatic yes
Automatic
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You gone have to calm
It Down with all that static
You gone have to calm
It Down with all that static

I don't wanna a tip bitch
Give me five stars
It's my time to shine
I sat and watch
While y'all starred
Without saying shit
Just paying my rent
Smoking weed
I'm bent stay outta
My shit
Jealous ones envy
Always moving simply
Separations divided
Always looking empty
Cut the head
Off
And watch the
Body wiggle
Shining like a
Symbol
I seen it from a
The temple
If they trick
You
They gone wanna
Hit you
You can take your best
Shot all it do is tickle
Sour like a pickle
Get outta that middle
Soon as it's time to bubble
Im hugging my griddle
I been banging
Broads you been
Hugging your pillow
Came up from the
Grind on time
And I'm still low
Killing in the stands
Never caught like the
Gilgo
I satisfy your girl
Never there
Dildo

I'm automatic yes
Automatic
No cap
I'm automatic yes
Automatic
No cap
I'm automatic yes
Automatic
No cap
I'm automatic yes
Automatic
No cap
I'm automatic yes
Automatic
No cap
You gone have to calm
It Down with all that static
You gone have to calm
It Down with all that static

Yo it's Lila
Coming in with
The automatic
Spray leave you in
A static days
For days days
As I pave my way
In the rap game
Not of the fame just
Sick of living the same
Living insane
Every day
Got thoughts deep
In my brain
I try to keep em
Away
Keep em at bay
Yea that shit
Is easy to say
So I step back from
The set backs
Only time relax is relapse
No matter if it's the
Coke or the caps
No need for a fake gatt
In my dap
Although
I wanna attack
All you pussy motherfuckers
Claiming you can rap
Cause you got a bag
And you been stab
That's some weak as shit
From a wack as bitch
More like lower class
Snitch to the ops to the
Cops
You don't get know props
You know who you are
When this shit drop
Yo

I'm automatic yes
Automatic
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I'm automatic yes
Automatic
No cap
I'm automatic yes
Automatic
No cap
I'm automatic yes
Automatic
No cap
I'm automatic yes
Automatic
No cap
You gone have to calm
It Down with all that static
You gone have to calm
It Down with all that static

I stay lace with gold
More then you hold
Let a nigga try and rob me
He better be old
Willing to go
Ready to die
Stick to what you
Know
And don't get
Caught in this shit
Keep your hands in the
Sky
If I'm going through
Threw some shit
Don't be recording
That shit
Since a young little
Rooster I been
Recording these hits
Waiting to catch your
Attench so i can come
Off the bench
4 th quarter in the clutch
Watch my wrist
With the wrench
Said that was you all you
Know
I switched my life and shit
Nights on the bricks
Selling dimes and nicks
I won't ever forget if time
Could flip
I'll probably burned your lips
Status quo
Don't be a statistic
Keep your eyes open
Even vultures get hit
Teflon don
The culture equip
I can't breathe
Motion picture and shit
Over and over
Same picture same Old clip



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Writer(s): Frederick Smith
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