Automatic lyrics

Automatic swag, got a automatic whip (let's go)
Automatic flexin, how you do that, I got bales
Young Scooter, I got automatic clientele
2000 pounds of swag, one day that's automatic
Automatic money, man, my sh*t don't got pressure
You know what's around my wrist, automatic VVS's
Deuce in the pot, that's an automatic four
Foreign pulling up, black amigo here we go
Stupid off-sets, on the coupe sitting low
55 the speed limit, we're going 124
I'm automatic smashing, jugging, capping putting on
Black amigo gang, yeah my campaign strong