Fully Auto E

Yeah, you already know what it is, man. It's that London Drugs. Affiliated. That's how we coming on this one, You feel me? Larry June, G Herbo, my brother Aston Matthews, Krayzie Bone, Conway, Mayhem Lauren, Problem, Boo, IAM Sue, Casey Veggies, My brother TF from the 50s, Mack Wilds, I see you too, cuzzy, Superfly from Dogg Pound, Fast Lane Fig, Jack Semper. Ooh, niggas acting jealous, now they switching up. Still up in the hood, shit good when you Mention us. Fully automatic with the static, Got the hammer tucked. Right under the seat, Four deep, you don't wanna front. Really from the streets, so Ps never heard of You. All the homies G on me, they some Murderers. I be in the V shaded up with Some workers, bruh. Hoes, they get it for a Young P, got my money up. Better have that quarter every night, ain't no funny Stuff. Niggas acting like they hella tough, But they never bust. If she think this pimping Is a game, put her on a bus. She ain't coming back without a stack, that be Thick as fuck. Jump up in an ocean full Of gold like I'm Scrooge McDuck. Tell them other hoes it's two up with some Workers, bruh. I got twenty toes and twenty more, Never have enough. I be knocking bitches at the Bar, pull 'em out the club. You got the loving I desperately need. That is what you're doing to me. You got the loving I Said you got a Hold on me. You got the loving I can't satisfy. Said you got the loving need. You got the loving I just know that you... Okay, Okay. Bending corners with that semi-automatic. City to city, we make it happen. If it ain't about dollars, then I ain't asking. I could've did the Cavallis, but I went Stan Smith. Uh, young P popping, we better living. I threw heels on the coupey, I come from Pimping. Yeah, I'm stuck on that bullshit like Scottie Pippen. Snub nose looking like Scottie Pippen. Million dollar missions, I'm driven by painted Ceilings. Gone in sixty seconds, that Shelby, Yeah, that's my engine. Now my name in movies, The credits, but I ain't in it. I ain't even started, my entrance is gon' be Vicious. Double parking Benzes, we treating foreigns Like rentals. I throw your bitch on the track like instrumentals. Nigga should've listened, crash course to fast lane. No brakes, no seat belts, just propane. Yeah, I'm on gas, high power like Macklemore. Everything scandalous, filling foreigns with 87. Uh, Hennessy, Remy, and gang spelling. I come from pimping, got bitches in child cello. Nigga hit the field and we balling like Von Miller. Niggas talking tough and be pussy, That's Rod Dickerson. Nigga, get that forty and dump It, that's Sean Kemp. And bitch, I'm done chilling unless it's over a Million. Uh, kill it. You got the loving I desperately need. That is what you're doing to me. You got the loving I can't Said you got A hold me. You got the loving I can't satisfy. Said you got the loving I need. You got the loving I just know that you...