Automatic
Ride in a coupe and that bitch automatic
My bitch she the baddest she boujie and ratchet
Rock expensive fabrics my wrist it got karets
I flooded the Patek I flew out to Dallas
I'm always having this money a habit
Got green like a salad we came up off trapping
Grams we be taxing these niggaz be acting
Make plays just like madden I'm fly like Aladdin
Don't fuck with these bitches these bitches be petty
Got gas no unleaded your shit is synthetic
Showing them love it make me regret it
These niggaz ain't real and that shit is pathetic
Game that I got from the past can't forget it
Got in with the plug and that shit gave me leverage
I pour a four of that drop in a beverage
Go to the yo in a Malibu Chevy
Them racks in I just get paid from a backend
Fuck on your bitch she get hit from the back end
Grind every day I cannot do no slacking
Clientele call Imma come when the cash in
Told all these all these bitches to go mind they business
I'm fucking her now you got in your feelings
Don't need a deal Imma stay independent
Most of these niggaz is just co defendant
I live your intentions you just pay attention
I know why she envy gotta be the pimping
Hide behind tint don't even see me in it
They heard what I said so that's why they offended
I compliment it everything authentic
I know it ain't real even though it's expensive
Might pay a bill for that lil bitch on insta
I know she ain't mine cause that lil bitch a rental
Might put some crystals on top on my dentals
Just might put some diamonds inside this bitch dimples
My pockets they use to be skinny & cripple
Now I start a wave & that wave start a ripple
Can't infiltrate it got a solid system
Pour up that drop I got a lot of rhythm
Say that she hot I got another victim
Know that shit fire surprise the competition
Rope on my wrist yellow gold looking piss
How you hating on me I ain't know you exist 160 bitch I'm controlling the whip
I'm controlling the prices they come with a tip
They in love with that xotti that bitch got em hipped
I ain't loving no thotti know that off the ripper
Ain't no trick cause I got it always been a tipper
In love with that pussy shawty got that gripper
Relaxing I'm still gone stunt passion
Ro set the vibe in this bitch and I'm matching
Having you know big motion the fashion
You know big motion the caption
BC lil bitch you know I'm bout my business
Can't infiltrate it got a solid system
Pour up that drop I got a lot of rhythm
Say that she hot I got another victim
My bitch she the baddest she boujie and ratchet
Rock expensive fabrics my wrist it got karets
I flooded the Patek I flew out to Dallas
I'm always having this money a habit
Got green like a salad we came up off trapping
Grams we be taxing these niggaz be acting
Make plays just like madden I'm fly like Aladdin
Don't fuck with these bitches these bitches be petty
Got gas no unleaded your shit is synthetic
Showing them love it make me regret it
These niggaz ain't real and that shit is pathetic
Game that I got from the past can't forget it
Got in with the plug and that shit gave me leverage
I pour a four of that drop in a beverage
Go to the yo in a Malibu Chevy
Them racks in I just get paid from a backend
Fuck on your bitch she get hit from the back end
Grind every day I cannot do no slacking
Clientele call Imma come when the cash in
Told all these all these bitches to go mind they business
I'm fucking her now you got in your feelings
Don't need a deal Imma stay independent
Most of these niggaz is just co defendant
I live your intentions you just pay attention
I know why she envy gotta be the pimping
Hide behind tint don't even see me in it
They heard what I said so that's why they offended
I compliment it everything authentic
I know it ain't real even though it's expensive
Might pay a bill for that lil bitch on insta
I know she ain't mine cause that lil bitch a rental
Might put some crystals on top on my dentals
Just might put some diamonds inside this bitch dimples
My pockets they use to be skinny & cripple
Now I start a wave & that wave start a ripple
Can't infiltrate it got a solid system
Pour up that drop I got a lot of rhythm
Say that she hot I got another victim
Know that shit fire surprise the competition
Rope on my wrist yellow gold looking piss
How you hating on me I ain't know you exist 160 bitch I'm controlling the whip
I'm controlling the prices they come with a tip
They in love with that xotti that bitch got em hipped
I ain't loving no thotti know that off the ripper
Ain't no trick cause I got it always been a tipper
In love with that pussy shawty got that gripper
Relaxing I'm still gone stunt passion
Ro set the vibe in this bitch and I'm matching
Having you know big motion the fashion
You know big motion the caption
BC lil bitch you know I'm bout my business
Can't infiltrate it got a solid system
Pour up that drop I got a lot of rhythm
Say that she hot I got another victim
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Writer(s): Reginald Hardemon
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