[Chorus:Tyvon Mehvas]

My car’s automatic,no push to start

My Glock’s automatic and it can shoot you in the heart

I know where to aim cause yes I am smart

Y’all niggas sweeter than the sweetest Pop Tart

You’re short coming to me

Yeah

Like you’re Kevin Hart

Told shawty back it up back it up

Like Rosa Parks

Opp pack so loud you would’ve thought someone farted

This beat going dumb,retarded

[Verse 1:Tyvon Mehvas]

Oh I’m just getting started

I’m a swimmer how I dive in that mosh pit

Ah shit,here we go again

This shit never ends

Never setting trends

I don’t need no friends

As long as I got me and my fam then we good

It’s kinda hard living in the hood

But I’m tryna makе it out the hood

Run up on me,I wish a nigga would

I’m outside hanging with thе gangsters

Hanging with the OG’s

So if you don’t know me then stay the fuck from round me

Cannot snatch my Jesus piece

Cause then you will be deceased

It won’t be just rest in peace

But a rest in piss bitch

Yuh

Tell your bitch that I don’t miss

Only a few people get to live lives like this

Must be a horse how she ride on the dick

Nobody’s safe

In the church I keep a stick

Yeah

[Chorus:Tyvon Mehvas]

My car’s automatic,no push to start

My Glock’s automatic and it can shoot you in the heart

I know where to aim cause yes I am smart

Y’all niggas sweeter than the sweetest Pop Tart

You’re short coming to me

Yeah

Like you’re Kevin Hart

Told shawty back it up back it up

Like Rosa Parks

Opp pack so loud you would’ve thought someone farted

This beat going dumb,retarded

[Verse 2:FalcoSoFly]

My flow’s automatic,that’s why it’s hard

Try that shit again and that play’s a yellow card

Won’t back down,I’m keeping up my guards

I haven’t seen him in my house before

Sound the alarms

My dogs will probably get you in the back if the police don’t

Yeah I’m a night hawk

What up Vermont?

So what cha what cha what cha want?

Huh?

You want that Saint Laurent?

Huh?

I think it’s time we need to switch the font

I’m a soldier of God,Victor Belmont

They say I’m going crazy so I put the raw in

Call me Batman cause my young nigga robbing

Yes I talk smooth

Yes I talk down

Walk the opps down

Pick your brudda up or else he’s getting put down

Yes I’m the king and I’m securing the crown

Bet you heard my name all across town

Yeah

[Chorus:Tyvon Mehvas]

My car’s automatic,no push to start

My Glock’s automatic and it can shoot you in the heart

I know where to aim cause yes I am smart

Y’all niggas sweeter than the sweetest Pop Hart

You’re short coming to me

Yeah

Like you’re Kevin Hart

Told shawty back it up back it up

Like Rosa Parks

Opp pack so loud you would’ve thought someone farted

This beat going dumb,retarded

[Outro:Tyvon Mehvas]

In the name of the Lord,please keep me protected. For you will provide us all with weapons. And if anything else fails or if someone dies,then rest assured their soul will fly. I will fight to hell and back for my family. And I will provide them happily. Amen