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Can't stop thinking,
Can't stop thinking of you.
(It's automatic)
It's no use trying,
Boy, it's all I can do.
(It's automatic)

I see your face

Got that canon on my hip, verses on my lips
80 proof in my cup imma take a sip
And she gotta big butt mommy shake them hips
And I keep a weapon keep

we got loose
Nothing
I’ma rise like a phoenix
From the ashes
Get my loot
Then I swoop
I’m the captain
Watch out for my canon

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Automatic women yeah
Automatic women

Automatic bitch flip the switch now she's suckin' on this dick
Who is this he don't miss that's my nigga Misfit

always gonna be hungry
Talk about get bag I ain't no dummy
We got the stick in the car but it's automatic
Goofy run on the whip then I let 'em have it

keep it a 100
Call up bro got the money I'm zooming
Bill Gates cause the bizna is booming
Got the whip but I need me some tuning
Making moves while some

the hunt down
She mad when I leave her I'm beating her walls down
She blow me up but I can't take her calls now
Everybody tuning in cause I'm hard now
I see

tuning road runner I'm moving
Bros improving roll back and reroute it
Roll the canon and shoot it
Ain't talking about glocks and the full clip
School kid

Whole time

Nigga trap with passion
Dope up in the attic
I will serve an addict
Talking shit I'm blasting
Semi-automatics
I don't shoot with plastic
I

going south
Why you flapping both your lips
Keep my name out ya mouth
Words are canon (Cannon)
Call me nick
The way i'm wildin out
Bitch i am chasing

lava
Out in the odyssey
Nowhere i'd rather be
Need me a Canon
Switchin' up gadgets
Namaste lavish
Advanced in the noggin
Bobble toppy
Topless brain with

Nerven, wenn ich brenne wie TNT
Leb im Battle wie YPG, automatic wie GSG
Guck wir bangen im BMW mit Vanessa und Desiree
Auf meim level die Knete zählen

Inhaling different Sativa, flavors tuning our lungs
Relax, Later hit the strip, fornicate over drink
Catch us a quick meal, mojitos, Wit the egg and steak

money
Couldn't bum a drag from me honey
I'm a motha fucking addict
Compulsive automatic
My will is tragic
And leads straight to a comfy casket
6 people

wonder bread, I was blind to ribbons in the sky 
Discovering ways to amplify
My audience atomic bombs are automatic, but I'm still slept on like

see I'm clutch like a stick shift 
But the flow is automatic when I'm spittin'
All the static that I'm hearing, tuning out the interference
But my inner

Some things need to be constantly needed
Not me
Automatic tuning
Everything in it's right place
We are everything
In mind, on an island
We are there

really know why ur frustrated?
Cause people tuning it out
Thinking about all the problems now
Look in the mirror thats problematic
Reflections man
That's

automatic
What some may consider magic I call it a niche or habit
Got little time to check the stats or status
So I ball til I fall then let God have it
I

Let's step back show em that we a band unit
Abandon foolish acts and take back our music
Enough that mumble rap automatic tuning
I yap improvement let's

that I see
MC, still the best in my constituency
And when you're tuning in, man you're listening to the
Top 10 rapper in like Scotland at least

I mean,

for my check it come automatic
I don't gotta worry about my wrist, future it's Patek
I don't gotta stay with you but you is clingy
I don't know if it's

never settle for less
Pussy feel like popping to me
Sound sweet auto tuning
And this feeling so automatic
Working it out raise the balance
Fall for

straight prove it

White noise!
I'm tuning out, manipulation sounds
You got my information
But I'm living underground
My friends don't wanna hear it