[Producer Young Thug] Boomin want some more nigga
[Chorus: Automatic (auto), automatics, in the Shoot the maggots, shoot the maggots with the and addy (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek) We got static (static), nigga run your charm (hey) Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 gang (news) Drug in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey) Trappin' the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no We can play games, the whole gang, kick in your door man
1: Offset] Yeah, put on the Patek, poppin' xannys, I'm an Break the mattress a baddie on the addy (smash) Diamonds glassy, need some for the flashing, yeah Michael Jackson with fashion, bitch I'm dabbin', yeah All of this shit on purpose got bitches slurpin' All your pockets on hurting, you can be my servant Go to the lot and young don't lease it, I purchase After I cut off a thot I give her some for service (here) Wherever I go the gang on go, yeah (gang) You cannot tame the ho because you fame for sure (tame) You think that you rich 'cause you got a or more I got an over overload, look I just sold my soul I, up a four, a liter, I got the stripes, Adidas (stripes) I got a foreign mamacita and I been to beat it (mama) Niggas goin' defeated, we get the guns immediate burn in the coupe, it's an Italy These niggas is broke and pitiful
Offset] Automatic (auto), automatics, in the the maggots, shoot the maggots with the pump Thot and addy (thot), love the on my arm (Patek) We got static (static), pussy nigga run your (hey) killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news) Drug in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey) the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no name We can toll games, the whole gang, kick in your door man
[Verse 2: 21 Yeah, Kim Jong, yeah big (21) Wonder Bread man, make your bitch lick (yeah) Audemars Piguet flooded, got my numb (bling) Grab the hitstick, nigga blitz some' Dope boy, dope boy, I coke boy (21) You broke ass food, it's a po boy (21) Everybody the same, all niggas sound alike (dick riders) Fox 5 gang, turn you to a Bitch boy I'm a mobster, shrimp in my Jamaican Don Dada, 'round the shottas Mad Max nigga, yeah I hang with the (21) Planet of the Apes, yeah I hang around (on god) I got AK, SK, HK, day (21) You a fuckboy, we with the horseplay (bitch) Shrimp ass nigga, did you do chores today? (21) Do you take a ride with the coroner today? (21)
[Chorus: Automatic (auto), automatics, in the Shoot the maggots, the maggots with the pump Thot and (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek) We got (static), pussy nigga run your charm (hey) Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news (news) dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey) Trappin' the cocaine (yeah), no gang, with no name We can play toll games, the gang, kick in your door man
[Verse 3: Travis Drop from the heavens in the wild (yeah) Trunk in the front, top gotta Ride suicides, we this shit alive (yeah) Jumping out the public houses, don't you outside (Straight up) Private status, land the jet at Magic (how you goin') way up, on my way to cut through traffic (what you poppin') Pop the seal and pop the bean, I the balance (pop it, pop it) Bloody ass is what I'm seeing, it's way too Watch fingers 'cause the cactus dangerous (yeah) Broke, you ain't us, we don't speak language On the Tom Cruise, I'ma her see, she snort a mountain Rackades on the outfit make her bounce it Good my life, yeah, CPR my pipe, yeah Please need the energy, got a night, yeah (it's lit) Nike boys, we don't do three (yeah) I'm living for my that do life, yeah
Offset] Automatic (auto), automatics, in the the maggots, shoot the maggots with the pump Thot and addy (thot), the Patek on my arm (Patek) We got static (static), nigga run your charm (hey) killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news) Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the chain (hey) Trappin' the (yeah), no gang, shooter with no name We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in door man