Automatic (feat. K3NK3N & Yk Delly)

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah" "Yeah nigga" He talm' bout guns then we can get right to it nigga We got them switches call them automatic pistols He kick my momma door and thought he had a sweet life No Zach & Cody but me and twin got twin Glocks with 30's in them Ducking smoke but dissing on that net That's how you end up in a coma nigga Caught lil buddy in the bathroom he ain't even see it coming nigga This extortion we just step on niggas for the fun Catch em outside school rob him for his funds I find out where you be imma' make you run Sike I lied bitch this ain't no temple run Hang out the sun roof bitch I gotta let it fly And if I go down bitch im going down for a while Cause imma kill you and yo' momma and yo' lil brother too Talking crazy bout my sister and my momma I kill em by the group Y'all ain't take nun' from me yall took it out my momma house You don't get no stain from that That's a ugly way to get you took out It's fuck lil Fay' we big extortion We them niggas that put belt to ass I heard Coby talking shit finna step back 24 his ass Oh you want smoke let's get it on I'm finna JFK his ass 308 split his dome put hallow tips all in the mag Im out here smoking on this Za I'm out here smoking on this gas I heard Lil Yoda caught em lacking that boy a baby he beat his ass Blood on the 3s all on the floor he leaking bad That boy a pussy he ain't talm bout nun that nigga a body bag It's fuck them niggas from the other side yeah I stand on that Them pussy boys know not to step EBK we get em wacked He talm' bout guns then we can get right to it nigga We got them switches call them automatic pistols He kick my momma door and thought he had a sweet life No Zach & Cody but me and twin got twin Glocks with 30's in them Ducking smoke but dissing on that net That's how you end up in a coma nigga Caught lil buddy in the bathroom he ain't even see it coming nigga This extortion we just step on niggas for the fun Catch em outside school rob him for his funds "Yeah yeah rob em for his funds" The way I work this stick This bitch sing automatic I let em have it I know full fact you try the gang you get put in a casket Them boys was dissing came up missing Ask me I don't even know what happen Nigga thought this shit was sweet That boy got beat ain't need no ratchet I'm gone spray mine fill em up and turn his body into ashes But fuck that let's get back to it Have you even fuck a hoe from Calabasas Put his ass in the mud I got racks inside my jeans and they stuffed Nigga been through to much sorrow I don't wanna talk, talk to the hallows You ain't never swing that gun Up on the net with yo cousin all talk though Nigga dyeing in the field cause they think they real nigga We done up the score so much nobody left to kill nigga For real nigga