Lyrics:
auto sear, that's two a pair, ups that bitch swing everywhere
Drop a check, that shit get clear, no mercy, take him out of here
I treat these niggas
Hey! (go...go...go...go...)
Drop the A-U-T-O-L-O-G-I-C (go...go...go...go...)
C'mon (go...go...go...go...)
Drop auto logic
You thought you could get wit'
C'mon!
The A-U-T-O-L-O-G-I-C
The A-U-T-O-L-O-G-I-C
Hey
The A-U-T-O-L-O-G-I-C
Drop auto logic
You thought you could get with
Me and Tommy
They used to say I was weird
Leather all white like vaneers
I'm way too far I'm not near
I used to shop out Sears yeah yeah
Japan all my clothes
I
I rap these tracks like Resident Evil (huh)
Lyrics infect your ears, uh (yeah)
Cataloguin' like I'm workin' at Sears
Never buy nothin' but I saw
that hoe drop a tear
I pull up AR-15 round my hip boy I'm the one they fear
Said I'm the one they fear bitch
Got your hoe in tears bitch
Keep a 23 on me
Them boys in the back of that auto drop
You know they gassed for that lollipop
All that top and the pump don't stop
When the zipper drop and that
We're so stupid we'd drown in the fuckin' sink
Choke down all the toxic groupthink
All the propagandist Kool-Aid you'd ever want to drink
Drop Fury from
over boutta break my mama back
Slip in a puddle boutta break my back to see my reflection and I’m gonna smack you fell in a manhole who would I sue going
Going to the top
Make her mouth drop
Count all this guqp
Made her panties drop
Cop an auto ma
Parked at the lot
Smoking on some stank
With some
remember
Blow the fully auto magazine, I remember
I done fucked so many bitches that I can't remember names
But if you put that pussy right up in my face,
off of serving
I'm selling everything like Im sears
Tryna buy my momma a new chandelier
A new car n a brand new crib
Tryna take away all of her
they expecting heat
If she come around me she expecting d
“Drop off don’t stall this please”
In the kitchen, boil this meat
Package at the door they say
on my phone they say I'm not enough
She want a caramel cookie cutter motherfucker, I ain't him bitch I ain't him
Louis Tim's on Louis V's
Drop the top
That my main
Yeah
That my main
And we’re out round 1 it’s a quarter to
Sliding in a German I brought her through
Grown man drop and I bought
Smogmog, Smogmog, Hotbox
"Drop-top (Drop-top)
Smokin' on cookie in the hotbox"
"All about my paper boy"
"Tryin' to get my bread"
"Wanna just get high"
Drop on some buffs yeah I'm seeing it clear
Every thing be pressure when I look in that mirror
Name me the best I'm top of that tier
Life on the line
Pull up wit a semi auto (Semi auto, semi auto)
He talking that shit till I (Pull up with a semi auto)
He a dead one if I let him eat a fucking hollow
Well my fraulein done told me
When I was in goosesteps.
She said I would gas them
And now I'm a big man
Filling up autos
That beep at me
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Lyrics assdasdas
State
like 2Pac Shakur
Pull up in a drop Phantom
Got them young niggas with me with no manner
Started shooting at them niggas it was random
Popped that
Words
Words
Words
Words at times they cause me fear
Crafted for love designed to sear
Sweet phrases like
I desire to see thee
Or ones that jaggedly
Love comes once every now
You and I know your love comes once in a lifetime
Love comes once in a lifetime
Love comes once every now
You and I know
Love comes once every now
You and I know your love comes once in a lifetime
Love comes once in a lifetime
Love comes once every now
You and I know
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