denzel curry feat. tay keith – automatic lyrics
tay keith, f-ck these n-gg-s up
tay keith, hey
automatic (automatic)
gotta have it (gotta have it)
all my n-gg-s run this sh-t like it was madden
(like it was madden)
automatic (automatic)
i gotta have it (i gotta have it)
i just took a n-gg- b-tch ’cause it’s a habit
(’cause it’s a habit)
oh you mad? now you amped, huh
fade but you can’t, huh
word around town you a lick like a stamp, huh
you don’t wanna go round for round with the champ, huh
n-gg-s throwing shade on my light
that’s a lamp, huh
way back then i wasn’t fresh, wasn’t so clean
i ain’t had no dope
i was broke, i had no green (no)
it’s my time to blow
now i got me a whole team
don’t sleep on me, ho (yeah, ho)
guarantee it be a bad dream
i don’t wanna go back bein’ broke
’cause mama need a crib (okay)
i got a gold plaque (yeah)
sh-t i came from dodgin’ hollow tips (ooh)
used to be on lsd but now my life is all a trip
never went to college, at my shows i make a scholarship
p diddy making bands
see fifties in my hands (mhm)
i remember walking ’round the hood in some holy vans (woo)
step inside the club, you in the line, like, i know the man
way back in the day, you would say that i don’t know the man
automatic (automatic)
gotta have it (gotta have it)
all my n-gg-s run this sh-t like it was madden
(like it was madden)
automatic (automatic)
i gotta have it (i gotta have it)
i just took a n-gg- b-tch ’cause it’s a habit
(’cause it’s a habit)
oh you mad? now you amped, huh
fade but you can’t, huh
word around town you a lick like a stamp, huh
you don’t wanna go round for round with the champ, huh
n-gg-s throwing shade on my light
that’s a lamp, huh
on the road to riches, gotta look out for the serpents (uh)
watch them slither to the surface
when they see your plan is working (uh)
when i started, they deserted
now they back because i’m earning (uh)
my response: “where the f-ck was you when tree was cd burning?” (yeah)
you ain’t shane, you ain’t mook (yeah)
you ain’t gang, you ain’t crew (yeah)
see my ways h-lla strange
’cause i’m raised in the zuu
we don’t bang red or blue (no)
and zone four n-gg-s, yeah, woo, woo (uh)
all camo to the head, to the shoe
way back at z3 when the shots got loose
all i heard when they shooting out
now i’m moving out
use a pen, what i knew about
to make a newer route (skrr)
see, the gutter was the sewer route
made a new account (yeah)
all this paper, i can’t do without
so give me large amounts
automatic (automatic)
gotta have it (gotta have it)
all my n-gg-s run this sh-t like it was madden
(like it was madden)
automatic (automatic)
i gotta have it (i gotta have it)
i just took a n-gg- b-tch ’cause it’s a habit
(’cause it’s a habit)
oh you mad? now you amped, huh
fade but you can’t, huh
word around town you a lick like a stamp, huh
you don’t wanna go round for round with the champ, huh
n-gg-s throwing shade on my light
that’s a lamp, huh
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