Automatic

(It's P$G Hit you with the automatic Aye, aye) Hoe do not test me I'll really fuck on ya best friend If she ain't cute tell ha don't text me She tryna sext me But I be serving these plays so a nigga cannot pay attention Stay with protection And if a knife ain't enough Ima empty out the Smith and Wesson That boy acting strange So we might wipe his lil nose it was runnin with blood like eleven yea $antiago PG ready to blow Being a hater motivates me more Go ask ya bitch, how she was strokin' my dick, hoe was doin it too slow Like there is there is the door Told her I nutted already but really hoe done got me bored The bitch comin over to talk, really tho she tryna get her legs all sore She call I ignore, I ain't down bad ima chase me some money first then fuck a hoe Used to eat ramen straight out the pack just like a meal Still eating ramen, now I flip packs, sip me some lean, crackin the wockhardt seals Let's take it back to the day when I jumped on the block with these pills Codeine and Hydro's I was a youngin, still gonna serve ya u betta not squeal Let's keep it real, dunno bout signing a deal, you kno im chasing a mil, (Aye, aye) She was strokin' my dick yea she using both hands Know what im here for, it ain't no romance Drum onna bottom, I ain't in no band Run up on me while I'm strapped aint a good plan White on white tabs I feel like a snowman Wasn't fuckin' wimme but now you a whole fan I ain't see shit mind my bidness like a blind man Cup is so muddy I feel like i'm dirty dan (Aye) And it's all love really but these niggas hate, and these niggas fake They ain't helping you put no food on yo plate And I gotta sacrifice for what's at stake Ain't savin no hoe I done threw away the cape Either you live or you die thats the only escape Hangin with some gorillas and we wearin bape And yo bitch sucked my dick go ask if she ate (Aye) Hol' on lil bitch les go Feds behind do I put the blunt out?No Talk to my PO I smell like a 'bow Fucc allat shit book me for a show Bitch dis is a stick up Boy put yo stick up I want all da money I'm gon' need a pickup I whacked that lil nigga he betta not get up (Aye, Aye, Let's go) Bitch, you a friend or ah foe? Boy you act like hoe I'm onna road hustlin, while yo ass stay at home Finna have all 'em bands like I won the lotto Hoe do not test me I'll really fuck on ya best friend If she aint cute tell ha don't text me She tryna sext me But I be serving these plays so a nigga cannot pay attention Stay with protection And if a knife ain't enough I'ma empty out the Smith and Wesson That boy actin strange So we might wipe his lil nose it was runnin wit blood like eleven (Ye) Got this bitch wet, I aint een playin it feel like dis bitch done stepped out the tub She aint enough, boy I done been through some shit it's a lotta fuckers you can't trust But ion judge, who said I'm perfect the only nigga I let judge me is God Fuckin' yo broad, she tryna hop on my rod Acting tough you is a fraud They tryna ask "what you be rappin bout bro?" Like I ain't even got me a topic Speaking on facts like its logic Yea I might be a lil toxic Hoe u know I am iconic Grinding 24/7 send me a beat N I'm on it Smokin' dat pressure its chronic Old school name for exotic You kno im chasin the profit (Aye) You inna boat, I be the shark in water Stacking these 20s you stackin the quarters Went to go pick up a bitch, I made a play I forgot her, sorry if that was yo daughter She tryna kick it like soccer Bitch like my burberry collar She on my dick while you tryna call her (Aye, aye) Shout out my lawyer She suck the soul out my body like demon Bitch do her part 'cause I leave her ass creaming Neighbor call 911 I had her screaming Might blow a bag when I walk into Neiman I keep the stick on me like I'm a Marlin Couple knives in my back let's see which sharpest I done lost too many people I'm heartless For them I'm gonna finish what I started He brought the tool he gon shut down the party Smokin' on ganja I feel like Bob Marley Walk inna crowd Iandsee me a barbie She want my number I said get a sharpie I woke up gettin head thought I was dreamin' She aint on ha period, I killed it, she bleedin' Real throat goat she gon' swallow my semen She tryna stack money with me to da ceilin' Dis bitch a freak Tryna get up on ha knees Don't even gotta say please I can't believe You worryin bout As and Bs I'm selling zips to the Gs When you get money they gonna ask for it like please Boy they on ya like some fleas They be the type to go @ ask you for a G Yeen ever seen a P Hoe do not test me I'll really fuck on ya best friend If she aint cute tell ha don't text me She tryna sext me But I be serving these plays so a nigga cannot pay attention Stay wit protection And if a knife ain't enough I'ma empty out the Smith and Wesson That boy actin strange, so we might wipe his lil nose it was runnin wit blood like eleven (Yea)