Automatic

(Rocking all black like I”m Manson)

(C)

Plays going up spazzing

Always hungry- never famished

Take cash apps in advancement

Rock all black - like Manson

Don’t never question my status

Dropping hits this automatic

Pharaoh take over the plant

When jump on track I do damage (x2)

(V1: Deuce)

We do damage, my dick in her mouth like a sandwich

I ran it up tell the haters don’t panic, got gas through mail, got packs that’s in transit

Bending my back know some niggas can’t stand it- I had stay down cuz you know that GOD planed it

Smoking good OG I’m new a planet I get to the money and I rubber band it

I just hit bro—he say that he got him new lows- he told me come grab me some mo

I got some custy’s waiting in line that gone pull up shop- like I’m running a store

I’m outta sight, I’m out mind, most of these niggas ain’t none my kind

Niggas be falling and snaking they ppl dawg, we ain’t the same I go harder for mine

Make sure that everbody eats, we all kings we all gotta throne

Everyday of the week, I’m tryna get off, I need this shit gone

I wake up I walk me a beat- yeah I’m going off on every song

Yes I’m a Trapthlete- you come at me wrong I’m bussin ya dome

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(V2)

Seen a lot a shit I ain’t got answers for

Came a long away- used to sleep in cars

Pics in magazines real a superstar

Bet y’all didn’t think I’d make it this far

Didn’t have plan, but I knew was gone make it

Hate that 9-5, wasn’t seeing no profit

On the road riches-ain’t no one that can stop it

Custom drip expensive, paying straight out my pockets

Walkin out the bank, just had to make a deposit

I’ve been so lowkey they askin when I’m gone drop shit

Bullshit with gang link up smoking exotic

Everything I said I did it, call me a prophet

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