Auto ft. Big3Guapo Lyrics

I came crashing in

She say i'm an asshole, she dramatic

Hit the gas again

Roll another wood and ima match it

Countin' bands again

Stacking all my paper watch me add it

Did the dash again

Ina brand new foreign, automatic

I came crashing in

She say i'm an asshole, she dramatic

Hit the gas again

Roll another wood and ima match it

Countin' bands again

Stacking all my paper watch me add it

Did the dash again

Ina brand new foreign, automatic

They on my tail I hit the pedal

If I crash I rock out with my heavy metal

I pulling all of these strings like my name Geppetto

These niggas wanna try me but i'm not that fellow

Shootin' like i'm Lamello

I need all my treasure like Jack Sparrow

Diamonds jump out the chain they saying hello

All this gold on my neck like I'm a pharaoh

Smoking chad out the pack, sticky like velcro

On my grind like Romero

Now they be hittin' my number

Askin' for money, don't ask me for nothin'

Thinking we friends, needa stop the assumptions

Keep me a hammer like I work construction

Can't trust anybody cause they always lyin'

They ain't gettin' money them niggas be bluffin'

Glock on my waist cause niggas be dyin'

That's what come with all that talkin' and subbin'

I came crashing in

She say i'm an asshole, she dramatic

Hit the gas again

Roll another wood and ima match it

Countin' bands again

Stacking all my paper watch me add it

Did the dash again

Ina brand new foreign, automatic

I came crashing in

She say i'm an asshole, she dramatic

Hit the gas again

Roll another wood and ima match it

Countin' bands again

Stacking all my paper watch me add it

Did the dash again

Ina brand new foreign, automatic

I can't fuck around wit no bitch that's acting to dramatic

Most of these niggas will say they own it and don't even have it

Gotta carry your own weight you niggas duckin' boat

They so accustomed to waitin' on it till It don't come

It's been a long time coming we been slavin' out in the hot sun

Can't be on that block out there thuggin' without my gun

The way we slidin' thru the streets of the city we mean business

I can't take a chance most these niggas lookin' suspicious

I know that the streets don't love me this shit vicious

I can't let these fuck niggas hold me or my ambitions

I know that the streets don't love me this shit vicious

I can't let these fuck niggas hold me or my ambitions

I came crashing in

She say i'm an asshole, she dramatic

Hit the gas again

Roll another wood and ima match it

Countin' bands again

Stacking all my paper watch me add it

Did the dash again

Ina brand new foreign, automatic

I came crashing in

She say i'm an asshole, she dramatic

Hit the gas again

Roll another wood and ima match it

Countin' bands again

Stacking all my paper watch me add it

Did the dash again

Ina brand new foreign, automatic