This is a song about "Automatic noney"

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

I think faster than semi automatic,i make people disappear with this magic

It's automatic i win this - oh you hear those horns, you finished

Uh, every time i’m in my city, i be acting like my shit don’t stink

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

This flow is automatic like i'm packing it in my belt.

Shout out to ree, automatic victory.

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Automatic possessing with intent to supply

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

Grown man shit tonight no romance shit and you should make this bedroom like monday night at magic

Learn to protect my family when a faggot walks up hit em with the automatic

Time is automatic

To impress a chick

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

I'm an automatic spittin bullets hittin the listener