Drones and Replicas
I don't gotta' shift, automatic
In a cool whip, panoramic
When they hear my sound get ecstatic
She just like to bounce no elastic
Pull off in the lot with a baddie
Can I come inside? Start a family
I don't pop percs, I pop addy
I don't reply unless I'm happy
Unless I'm happy
Lately
I've been feeling down like America
Acting like a drone like a replica
She still give me dome like triceratops
Now I fall asleep like a cyclop
My ops
Wanna see me dead on the sidewalk
She just hit my phone and I decline
I was makin beats in my spare time
When i push a button then my bassline
Now I push a button and I recline
Quavo and I takeoff like an astronaut
Call me King Arthur on my Camelot
Had to break up, we just fought too much
I'm afraid cuz I just love too hard
I hope you come and see me at the graveyard
On the verge of needing a bodyguard
I promise that ill send you a postcard
I don't gotta' shift, automatic
In a cool whip, panoramic
When they hear my sound get ecstatic
She just like to bounce no elastic
Pull off in the lot with a baddie
Can I come inside? Start a family
I don't pop percs I pop addy
I don't reply unless I'm happy
Unless I'm happy
Lately
I've been feeling down like America
Acting like a drone like a replica
She still give me dome like triceratops
Now I fall asleep like a cyclop
In a cool whip, panoramic
When they hear my sound get ecstatic
She just like to bounce no elastic
Pull off in the lot with a baddie
Can I come inside? Start a family
I don't pop percs, I pop addy
I don't reply unless I'm happy
Unless I'm happy
Lately
I've been feeling down like America
Acting like a drone like a replica
She still give me dome like triceratops
Now I fall asleep like a cyclop
My ops
Wanna see me dead on the sidewalk
She just hit my phone and I decline
I was makin beats in my spare time
When i push a button then my bassline
Now I push a button and I recline
Quavo and I takeoff like an astronaut
Call me King Arthur on my Camelot
Had to break up, we just fought too much
I'm afraid cuz I just love too hard
I hope you come and see me at the graveyard
On the verge of needing a bodyguard
I promise that ill send you a postcard
I don't gotta' shift, automatic
In a cool whip, panoramic
When they hear my sound get ecstatic
She just like to bounce no elastic
Pull off in the lot with a baddie
Can I come inside? Start a family
I don't pop percs I pop addy
I don't reply unless I'm happy
Unless I'm happy
Lately
I've been feeling down like America
Acting like a drone like a replica
She still give me dome like triceratops
Now I fall asleep like a cyclop
Credits
Writer(s): Dustin Mainprize
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