Automatic lyrics

[Verse 1 : Curtis Williams]
Look, most these n*ggas gon’ hate
Me and my n*ggas get paid
Most these girls gon’ smoke, none of them girls get saved
You thirsty chasing that pus*y
Me and my n*ggas straight
Me and my n*ggas be mobbin’ you and your n*ggas be late
From the A boy? I can’t tell
Smoking good? I can’t smell
Childish major that C4, keep a wonder board so I can’t fail
Told you once we bout it, told you twice we rowdy
Hot box in that whip, got the car so cloudy
Breaking down the dutches, don’t touch none of them swishers
Yo’ b*tch say I’m the realest, I think that you should listen
I think that I’m the illest, can’t tell me that I’m trippin’
Can't tell me that I’m trippin’ can't tell me I ain’t pimpin’

[Hook : Curtis Williams]
I said, these n*ggas doing nothing but my paper stacking
I gotta get this money man that’s automatic
These n*ggas doing nothing but my paper stacking
I gotta get this money man that’s automatic

[Verse 2: Curtis Williams]
I said most the time I be high, sometimes I be drunk
Me and your girlfriend real cool, and sometimes we f*ck
Most the time it’s kush, sometimes I do purp
Sometimes they talk down, I think it’s cause they hurt
b*tch I’m too cool and you too scared
Like those, I get two pair
Smoking blunts in the winner circle
You a pus*y n*gga, you too square
Ain't too fair that you can't eat
Fourteen you too weak
In the crib with two freaks
We don’ cuff those but you keep a leash
Breaking down the dutches, don’t touch none of them swishers
Yo’ b*tch say I’m the realest, I think that you should listen
I think that I’m the illest, can't tell me that I’m trippin’
Can't tell me that I’m trippin’ can't tell me I ain’t pimpin’
[Hook: Curtis Williams](x2)