Guilty Automatic

By LOTTO

On .22 Summers

Released on July 24, 2017

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[Verse: Mick Jenkins]

I ain't arguing 'bout who started this water shit

You way too young if you still think we authored this

Yeah you play too much, we only play the auspicious

Caution, it's people everywhere tryna steal the shine from dark pigment

It's pigs in blankets catching Parkinson's

When they see a Muhammed like me

When they see a young Malcolm like me

Talcum powder for the handshakes, even after hours

OG for the bouquet

Outside the club, palming trees and catching flowers

Sip the D'usse, up and up and down on a Tuesday

Side to side with the two step

James ballin' with the truce ayy

Go to war for my niggas, yeah

Young Toussaint L'Overture

Then I dip, smoke on that burr

Yeah I'm out there in comforture

French gettin' too clean, that make pigs mad

I'm just smoking my backwood while you screaming at me with the pig latin

And your gun drawn like


[Chorus: Mick Jenkins]

What you want from me fam?

I feel like I'm running from the police

What's with all the static, what's with all the static

Yeah, I feel like I'm running from the police

Guilty automatic, guilty

When they pull on beside me, I ain't even riding

Dirty but I'm worried like I got that thirty on me

Yeah, I feel like I'm running from the police

Guilty automatic, guilty automatic

Yeah, I feel like I'm running from the police

Guilty automatic, guilty

When they pull on beside me, I ain't even riding

Dirty but I'm worried like I got that thirty on me, yeah