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Automatic Lyrics by Lakeith Stanfield

2019

[Verse 1]
I'm bored
You holler for your new favourite celebrity; it’s [?]
You knowin' you ain't ballin’ in them Jordans, what a dork
Wonder why I'm rollin' up the tinted on the porch
You niggas need awards for this fake shit, it's war
Everybody runnin' toward the police
Hoes get they hoes drove in with no grease
So it goes, suicide, and I'm so asleep
Bullets fly, got my mind on my own bees
Hang the phone, open road, can't control my speed
Rollin' slow, at the stove, tryna’ be like me
I don’t post, I just go, on the 4-5-3
Never post, I just go, on the 4-5-3

[Bridge]
All Gucci, all Louis, don't you wanna make a movie?
Fuck it, kill it, throw it in the bag
All Gucci, all Louis, in the movie
Fuck it, kill it, throw it in the bag
All Gucci, all Louis, don’t you wanna make a movie?
Fuck it, kill it, throw it in the bag
All Gucci, all Louis, [?] coochie
Fuck it, kill it, throw it in the bag

[Chrous]
Automatic, with the static, way too tragic nigga
Automatic, with the static, way too tragic nigga
Automatic, with the static, way too tragic nigga
Automatic, with the static, way too tragic nigga
Clutch the grip, hit the switch, whip it back out
Clutch the grip, hit the switch, whip it back out
Clutch the grip, hit the switch, whip it back out
Clutch the grip, hit the switch, whip it back out

[Verse 2]
Peelin' out, Paramount, leavin' stains
Press play, this insane in ya' brain
I’m black, I'm Atlanta, I'm the hall of fame
Insecure, you afraid, you's a Charlemagne
Bitch, that pussy shit that run your lips
I'm born a trip
I'm mixing up my blood with drugs and guns and gangster Crips
I'll fuck you till you raw dog, licking up the sick
It's just the way I live, I'm a dick
Blicky-blackout, let's get the party crack-out
Some people wanna fuck
I'll shake it like a blue flame, you fuckin' with a thug
I bet you better bag-back before I pull the plug
And touch you where no man has, baby I'm in love
For the record, I'm deleted, I know nada
No sign of me speaking no English to the copper
[?] papa
You ride and get dropped off
Had a trick so quick that click that bitch get ride for her dropout
Woop, woop, woop, woop
Them suicide doors
Stacking up my motherfucking bands to the Lord
As soon as you enter our desert you stand where you fall
Trip and you crumble, I wreck it
You fast but I'm more, fuck it

[Chrous]
Automatic, with the static, way too tragic nigga
Automatic, with the static, way too tragic nigga
Automatic, with the static, way too tragic nigga
Automatic, with the (static), way too tragic nigga
Clutch the grip, hit the switch, whip it back out
Clutch the grip, hit the switch, whip it back out
Clutch the grip, hit the switch, whip it back out
Clutch the grip, hit the switch, whip it back out

[Outro]
Fuck it, kill it, throw it in the bag
Back out
Fuck it, kill it, throw it in the bag
Back out
Fuck it, kill it, throw it in the bag
Back out
Fuck it, fuck it, throw it in the bag
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Lakeith Stanfield

Lakeith Stanfield

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