Automatic - Rich The Kid & YoungBoy Never Broke Again: testi di canzoni, video musicali e concerti

Rich The Kid & YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Automatic

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Automatic è stato pubblicato il 20 novembre 2020 da Rich Forever Music / EMPIRE come parte dell'album Nobody Safe

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumNobody Safe

Data di uscita20 novembre 2020

EtichettaRich Forever Music / EMPIRE

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM74

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Rich The Kid

Vocals

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Vocals

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

DYKRAZY

Producer

Testi

DY Krazy

All these foreigns automatic

They know where we come from, now they see us livin' lavish

And I done fell in love with all this money, I wan' marry it

My **** in the feds, they almost had it, they was grabbin' it

Fresher than a manneq'

All this money make you panic

She don't wanna lose her soul

All for these racks, she let me have it

I bring them cars out, ****

I made it straight up out them trenches

Ever since, go all out winnin'

VVS's in all our pendants

I gave shawty Chanel filled with Benjis

I ain't know she'll ball out and spend it

When I see it, no waitin', I'm divin' in it

If you want it, you got it, don't do the lendin'

In the back of the 'Bach with the richest linen

I got fifty, nothin' less stickin' out the glizzy

Got the latest Goyard with them bodies in it

From the front of the yard, I could dot a ****

From the top of the bleed, I could spot a ****

You know that I'm on it, you know that I'm holdin' it

Ain't no way, and if you play, I'ma pop a ****

I ain't doin' no time, forever I'm chosen

Pull up throwin' them B's with a hundred pistols

But Quando my ****, forever we rollin'

I'm twenty right now, been inside the system

I done ran it way up, ****, I'm fully loaded

Bitch, I pull up, ****

Fresher than a manneq' (Oh, oh, oh)

All this money make you panic (Oh, oh, oh)

She don't wanna lose her soul

All for these racks, she let me have it (She let me have it, let me have it)

All these foreigns automatic ('Matic)

They know where we come from, now they see us livin' lavish

And I done fell in love with all this money, I wan' marry it (Marry it)

My **** in the feds, they almost had it, they was grabbin' it (Grabbin' it)

Money automatic, racks, I gotta have it (Racks)

Talk about the cash, I'm a fuckin' addict (What?)

And your bitch on my dick, she a dick fanatic

She flexible, just might be acrobatic (Flexible)

I'ma ball out with it (Ball out)

Don't need the rubber, she comin' with it (Comin' with it)

She a freaky-ass bitch, let three hit it (Three hit it)

Pull up in the Lamb', that's three-fifty (No cap)

All these foreigns in my yard, she gon' fuck me in the car

'Cause she know that I'm a sta-a-a-ar

Kill the pussy, I'ma stab it (Stab it)

See the money, gotta grab it (Woo)

You do too much hatin', that's a bad habit (Rich)

Fresher than a manneq' (Oh, oh, oh)

All this money make you panic (Oh, oh, oh)

She don't wanna lose her soul

All for these racks, she let me have it (She let me have it, let me have it)

All these foreigns automatic

They know where we come from, now they see us livin' lavish (Lavish)

And I done fell in love with all this money, I wan' marry it

My **** in the feds, they almost had it, they was grabbin' it (Grabbin' it)

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