A-Automatic

Semi-Automatic

Gonna be honest I came with the static

We'll catch you lacking even inside of traffic

Call me a villain cause i'm causing havoc

All of my niggas they crazy, they wack shit

I got the sauce none of you niggas have it

Yuh

I got the sauce none of you niggas have it

I do got some niggas that live in the vantage

I'm gonna be honest the clouts hard to manage

I might have a threesome and call it a sandwhich

My lyrics are clean

Please don't call them average

All of the fakes

Have turned me to a savage

If we got beef you gone sink like titanic (2x)

I don't need a strap

Nigga why do you have it

My choppa metal

That shit is not plastic

I do got a choppa that make you do backflips

Do some backflips straight to your casket

I got it in the bag

While you go it in a basket

Please don't come at me with that wack shit

I'm pistol packing

All of my niggas want action

Talk about smoking, My niggas gone get to clapping

Pull up and trapping

Pull up my music be blasting

Lil Muk and TripJ be snapping

They like what happend

This nigga just started rapping

How are his lyrics so slapping

Bitch cause i am never lacking (2x)

You know that i am pistol packing

Yuh

Now TripJ's about be snapping

(TripJ Verse)

Bands I gotta run it up

I'm chilling

I'm smoking on cannabis

Look at the way turned my life

Don't wanna see no flashing lights

Mom said you can do this right

Just wanna see her son tonight

I'm rolling off the gas

I'm with my homies

Hit the dash

Don't crash the whip

I'm out here with the fit

Look at all this drip

Your girl can't get no dick

I'm chasing the bag

I'm up next

With the homies, We run shit

Don't hit me talking all this motherfucking

Dumb shit

A-Automatic

Semi-Automatic

Gonna be honest I came with the static

We'll catch you lacking even inside of traffic

Call me a villain cause i'm causing havoc

All of my niggas they crazy they wack shit

I got the sauce none of you niggas have it

Yuh

I got the sauce none of you niggas have it (2x)

(Lil Blocc Verse)

I pull up with thirty clip

Three cars deep

With the fucking clique

Got your bitch in the whip

She sucking dick

She Mcloving it

Drip (3x)

With the fit

Hit the lick

My nigga Lil Muk he run his shit

Don't shoot at your toes

I shoot at your nose

Don't fuck with these hoes

I'm chasing this bag

I'm chasing this fame

Play this game

Already know I don't fuck wit you lames

I'll snatch your chain

I only fuck with my brothers

Jk I meant my crothers

Uh

I tote the poles

Uh

Leave you with bullet holes

I'm smoking dope in the field

Blowing loud like its fucking fume

Hella high

Floating on cloud nine

I ain't finna lie

Don't get caught by surprise

A-Automatic

Semi-Automatic

Gonna be honest I came with the static

We'll catch you lacking even inside of traffic

Call me a villain cause i'm causing havoc

All of my niggas they crazy they wack shit

I got the sauce none of you niggas have it

Yuh

I got the sauce none of you niggas have it (2x)