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autumn! – autumar wick! lyrics

i love you, balmain
are ya’ ready kids?

woah, woah, woah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
we gon’ run up in his house like, give me that sh+t
got a .223 and it kick, kick, kick
you be doin’ too much flexin’ you a l!ck, l!ck, l!ck
two 1911s, call me autumar wick

[verse, 1]
she just wanna f+ck with me ’cause she heard that i’m rich
all the bullsh+t, leave it for the birds in this b+tch
i be sh+ttin’ on these n+ggas, smell like t+rds in this b+tch
got a foreign b+tch with me, in a turban and sh+t
good gas got me high, on some turbulence sh+t
b+tch leave me alone with that hurryin’ sh+t
i be ballin’ on these n+ggas like curry and sh+t
i’m in bollywood eating curry and sh+t
i been hollywood, i ain’t worried ’bout sh+t
seen me in public, he was nervous as sh+t
i remember hoes used to curve me and sh+t
now they hit me up ’cause they heard me and sh+t
ysl coat, it’s furry and sh+t
he eatin’ mcdonald’s, he eatin’ flurries and sh+t
me and rino, we in benihana’s
eatin’ hunnid dolla burgers and sh+t
runnin’ ’round with them .30s and gl!cks
b.b simon, yeah it hold up the bl!ck
[chorus]
we gon’ run up in his house like, give me that sh+t
got a .223 and it kick, kick, kick
you be doin’ too much flexin’ you a l!ck, l!ck, l!ck
two 1911s, like autumar wick
two 1911s, like autumar wick

[verse, 2]
moncler with the khakis, on my almighty so sh+t
yeah my pockets getting baggy, ’cause all this money don’t fit
yeah that lil’ b+tch call me daddy, she say “autumn, don’t fit”
and my new b+tch she bratty, yeah she always throwin’ fits
used to always want a grammy, i don’t care ’bout that sh+t

[chorus]
we gon’ run up in his house like, give me that sh+t
got a .223 and it kick, kick, kick
you be doin’ too much flexin’ you a l!ck, l!ck, l!ck
two 1911s, call me autumar wick

- autumn lyrics

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