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Auto Pilot (Huncho On The Beat)

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Lời bài hát: Auto Pilot (Huncho On The Beat)

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11 o'clock, let's roll Flying autopilot, woo, don't need no stylus Trapping while I'm driving, trapping, parking on the island Steel form, Heisman, singing birds, eyes list I didn't graduate, wait, but I know chemistry Park it, park it, park it, skirt it Everybody know it, work it Young n***a still murkin' Young n***a with the verdict Ooh, watch it move, ooh, ooh Shake em out the shoes, ooh Viggo at Jude, G.I. at Jude, n***a what it do, yeah Probably think it's outlandish But my opinion too fancy Ooh, sweet like candy, yeah Jumpin' out bands Tet with the cooler, can't handle Tet with the cooler, can't handle Tet with the cooler, can't handle Tet with the cooler, can't handle Young n***a trapped, dismantled That's their secret sauce Hunt your bees, the boss Hunt your pistol, maw Hunt your freezer, maw I bought a bitch that bad Told her pull up with no drawers Young n***a from the north Put it in her goddamn mouth, yeah Run this goddamn house Sticks on the mud from the cows Bricks in the wall in the aisle Clean it up, clean it up now Chop a range online, Nick Cannon Hunnit, racks in the Gucci Fanny Twelve behind me in the plenty, ain't damaged Ram it, bust em, bust em, n***a don't jam it N***a pull up lookin' just like mechanics Plug, lingo, he talkin' in Spanish Rappin' them, put em through traffic N***a won't catch me, laggin' Pull up and catch him in traffic Pull up and park it at Magic Hitman paid the assassin Flyin', autopilot Don't need no stylus Trappin' while I'm drivin' Park it on the island Steel form, Heisman Sang it, birds eyeless I didn't graduate, but I know chemistry of science Park it, park it, park it, skirt it Everybody know we workin' Young n***a still murkin' Young n***a with the birdie Ooh, watch him move Ooh, ooh, shake him out the shoes Ooh, VVF Jew, G.I.A. Jew N***a what it do, yeah Ooh, shake him out the shoes When it comes to the game, game we can't lose If it is not about them Benjamins, then I refuse To ever have a conversation Habas and there's no ventilation Sippin' on drink and I snooze Prescription is my medication Forget all your fears and face it Pick up that cup and taste it I break the heart on a bitch like I'm breakin' a brick But later in life, she'll thank me Cookin' em up at the stovetop Grabbin' that pot, I was anxious I love myself with them old nights Call em old, they ancient They put a 1 and sign up in my shows Can't wait, that group, they dangerous I'm a big dawg, been gold on n****s While n****s still walk around stainless Y'all think just cause n****s movin' silent That my n****s won't get violent Need no stylist for my stylin' Not no private autopilot Flyin' autopilot, don't need no stylist Trappin' while I'm drivin', park it on the island Steel form, Heisman, sangin' birds eyeless I didn't graduate, but I know chemistry of science Park it, park it, park it, spread it Everybody know we workin' Young n****s still murkin' Young n****s with the verdict Ooh, watch em move Ooh, ooh, shake em out the shoes Ooh, Viggo at the jewels G.I. at the jewels N****s with the dukes, yeah Two-tone paddock, yeah, two-tone baddest 500 racks in the attic 2 to 3 to 50 made of plastic Eatin' up the drip like cabbage Lost his brain when I put him on acid You n****s lyin' tryna copy my habits Hit the whole gang, have him stayin' havin' carrots Birds singin' like Barry Skeletons singin' like Mary Say what I say, you a parrot I got riches and don't even wear it Sick a n***a bitch like a hostage, dude The bitch got excited about a lobster suit We pop the Glock like a Rasta dude Old n****s call me Big Dawg and Salute I sneeze, direct, I chew When I peep, I'm quick to buy you Got you sick when I sleep with your boo I can poo to make meals out the booth I got water, let's take us a cruise Get the pot and I give him the blues New necklace, not weighted, it's full Bitch got you playin' an Uber Flyin' autopilot, don't need no stylus Trappin' while I'm drivin', park it on the island Steel form, Heisman, singin' birds eyeless I didn't graduate, but I know chemistry of science Park it, park it, park it, skirt it Everybody know we workin' Young n****s still murkin' Young n****s with the verdict Watch it move, ooh, ooh Shake out my shoes, ooh Bighead Jew, G.I.A. Jew, n***a what it do, yeah

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