Autobots
Oh
Oh
Oh, woah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh my God
Hey
Oh my God
Ran through the bitch like woah
Think I need a gold medal
We run through these hoes
I ain't using no pedal
We don't talk no more
She thought she was so special
I still left it broke
Hit it and I bow leg her
Hey, run it up just like you're on the clock
Hey, niggas transform like they Autobot
Hey, came from below, standing on the top
Hey, we ran it up and got more (Hey, hey)
I got caught up with this hoe (Hey, hey)
Done got caught up down that road (Hey, hey)
I got no buff, I got rolls (Hey, hey)
Gon' get my bucks on my soul (Hey, hey)
But what you saying?
Ten bands on a Christian bitch, still call me God forsaken
Ten bands on my Muslim bitch like As-salamu alaykum
Ten bands on a pussy nigga thought that I was faking
Thought that I was playing, yeah, you thought I wouldn't make it
I done got a tunnel vision, I need optometrist
Don't know what the name is of this bitch that I was texting
I push up on shorty like she using me for leverage
If the bitch ain't for me, then she probably for the cheddar
Hey, run it up just like you're on the clock (You're on the clock)
Hey, niggas transform like they Autobot (They're Autobots)
Hey, came from below, standing on the top (We on the top)
Hey, we ran it up and got more
Ran through the bitch like woah
Think I need a gold medal
We run through these hoes
I ain't using no pedal
We don't talk no more
She thought she was so special
I still left it broke
Hit it and I bow leg her
Hey, yeah, slatt
Hop in the car, it's a chase from the rats
Don't want your bitch, I put pole on a bitch
And if bro want the bitch we gon' break her in half, hey
Hey, yeah, facts
Hop in the car, it's a chase for the racks
Don't want the chips, I don't go for the chips
I'ma go get a shipment or case of the stacks, hey
Run it up just like you're on the clock (You're on the clock)
Niggas transform like they Autobot (They're Autobots)
Came from below, standing on the top (We on the top)
We ran it up and got more
Oh
Oh, woah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh my God
Hey
Oh my God
Ran through the bitch like woah
Think I need a gold medal
We run through these hoes
I ain't using no pedal
We don't talk no more
She thought she was so special
I still left it broke
Hit it and I bow leg her
Hey, run it up just like you're on the clock
Hey, niggas transform like they Autobot
Hey, came from below, standing on the top
Hey, we ran it up and got more (Hey, hey)
I got caught up with this hoe (Hey, hey)
Done got caught up down that road (Hey, hey)
I got no buff, I got rolls (Hey, hey)
Gon' get my bucks on my soul (Hey, hey)
But what you saying?
Ten bands on a Christian bitch, still call me God forsaken
Ten bands on my Muslim bitch like As-salamu alaykum
Ten bands on a pussy nigga thought that I was faking
Thought that I was playing, yeah, you thought I wouldn't make it
I done got a tunnel vision, I need optometrist
Don't know what the name is of this bitch that I was texting
I push up on shorty like she using me for leverage
If the bitch ain't for me, then she probably for the cheddar
Hey, run it up just like you're on the clock (You're on the clock)
Hey, niggas transform like they Autobot (They're Autobots)
Hey, came from below, standing on the top (We on the top)
Hey, we ran it up and got more
Ran through the bitch like woah
Think I need a gold medal
We run through these hoes
I ain't using no pedal
We don't talk no more
She thought she was so special
I still left it broke
Hit it and I bow leg her
Hey, yeah, slatt
Hop in the car, it's a chase from the rats
Don't want your bitch, I put pole on a bitch
And if bro want the bitch we gon' break her in half, hey
Hey, yeah, facts
Hop in the car, it's a chase for the racks
Don't want the chips, I don't go for the chips
I'ma go get a shipment or case of the stacks, hey
Run it up just like you're on the clock (You're on the clock)
Niggas transform like they Autobot (They're Autobots)
Came from below, standing on the top (We on the top)
We ran it up and got more
Credits
Writer(s): Victor Maldonado
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