Autobots
Lil $ave
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Got hoes calling me like I'm on a shift I'm dropping all these bodies somebody get a lift kit Double cup, pour me up, I don't give a single f*ck Wait a, wait a, wait a minute This patek on my wrist cost about 38 bands Been ballin' out with your ass sitting in the stands Autobots we roll out, decepticons we knock out We don't give a f*ck what the smoke really be about Feeling like the man with some red and blue suits (Suits) Blacked out leather In my brand new white coop (Coop) We running this shit like a god damn track meat Repping as a team like some god damn athletes Hit em' with the thunder you can call me Zeus (Zues) Like my bitches single but I like them in 2's (2's) Peter Parker here I come Underoos Getting head In the Bentley with It set on cruise White boy In a black suit, Ima' I spell drip Say cheese for the camera, yeah for a pic Yeah I'm from that era yeah I know I stay lit (lit) Swear your criticized thinking what I rub my ass with Don't f*ck with slippery slope Keep my dick high on the D low Got my kids her mouth her In the photo Saying cheese for the camera hoe It's all coolio cause my Ice stay freezing hoe 8 The beef aside with some barbecue dressing 7 Minutes In heaven got a white boy sweating 6 Pack of white claws got bitches coming 5 Bitches running with they feet big thumping 4 Hours In Ima' get to sleeping 3 Bags of Doritos got me hungry and feasting 2 Many problems with too many hoes 1 Man standing, last man standing, Apollo 11 yes I'm landing (Let's go) Got hoes calling me like I'm on a shift I'm dropping all these bodies somebody get a lift kit Double cup, pour me up, I don't give a single f*ck Wait a, wait a, wait a minute This patek on my wrist cost about 38 bands Been ballin' out with your ass sitting in the stands Autobots we roll out, decepticons we knock out We don't give a f*ck what the smoke really be about Let me tell you this really ain't easy (Ain't easy) Money my language, yeah I'm talking bout' the fifties (Bout' the fifties) Hundreds In a couple bands, watch me dance like Tik Tok Ask your favorite hoe how I make the fucking bed rock Bad lil bitch look at me with her legs open The look in her eyes just said I had to stroke it Her V card in her back pocket but I just stole it Pussy better than no pussy swear that's always been my slogan Got hoes calling me like I'm on a shift I'm dropping all these bodies somebody get a lift kit Double cup, pour me up, I don't give a single f*ck Wait a, wait a, wait a minute This patek on my wrist cost about 38 bands Been ballin' out with your ass sitting in the stands Autobots we roll out, decepticons we knock out We don't give a f*ck what the smoke really be about
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