🎵 Automatic (2017) // by Lil Uzi Vert

9 ContributorsAutomatic (2017) Lyrics [Intro] 'Member I was down, I was way, way down, now I'm up, had to get back (What?), woah (Huh?) So much swag that I won't get it off, if I don't wear it mismatch, uh (Okay) Stuffed bands in my jeans, size 29 jeans, so I barely fit that, uh (Uh) And these niggas keep showing me all these hoes, like I ain't already hit that (Duh) [Chorus] Push the button, automatic, uh (Skrrt), and my choppa automatic, uh Drive my Bentley like a Caddy, uh, it don't matter, I'ma matte it, uh Your money, uh, I'm past it, uh, and that's past tense, uh Lookin' so shocked when it's static, uh, flood my AP like a Patek, uh Flip them big boogers, my watch it be stoney She on my dick, but she really don't know me Brought these girls, yeah, they is so phony I don't eat meat, but they full of bologna The girl I'm bonin' same girl you phonin' Beat it in commas, so hearin' no moanin' Put that 24K right on my neck No Jill Scott, but livin' my life like it's golden, uh [Verse 1] 'Member I was down, I was way, way down, now I'm up, had to get back, yeah (Huh?) So much swag that I won't get it off, if I don't wear it mismatch, uh (Yeah, huh) Stuffed bands in my jeans, sized 29 jeans, so I barely fit that, uh (Ayy, ayy) And these niggas keep showing me all these hoes, like I ain't already hit that (Hit that) I'm callin' my savage, you know it's no lackin', I lay with my stick, ayy, uh Took your bitch to the [?], the one who I'm smashin' That's how I'm gon get back (I hit that, I hit that, I hit that), uh Put my dick in her six pack, yeah, clit the size of a tic tac Big racks, lil' nigga, with the big stacks You ain't got no Rollie, where your wrist at? (Yeah) [Pre-Chorus] Pulled up on the block with a hundred bands, hundred bands (Hundred bands) Pulled up on the block with a hundred bands, hundred bands (Hundred bands) Pulled up on the block with a hundred grams, hundred grams (Hundred bands) Pulled up on the block with a hundred bands, hundred bands (Yeah) You don't understand that's a hundred grand (Hundred grand), yeah You don't understand that's a hundred grand (Hundred grand) Pulled up on the block with a hundred bands, hundred bands (Hundred bands) Pulled up on the block with a hundred bands, hundred bands (Hundred bands) [Chorus] Push the button, automatic, uh (Skrrt), and my choppa automatic, uh Drive my Bentley like a Caddy, uh, it don't matter, I'ma matte it, uh Your money, uh, I'm past it, uh, and that's past tense, uh Lookin' so shocked when it's static, uh, flood my AP like a Patek, uh Flip them big boogers, my watch it be stoney She on my dick, but she really don't know me Brought these girls, yeah, they is so phony I don't eat meat, but they full of bologna The girl I'm bonin' same girl you phonin' Beat it in commas, so hearin' no moanin' Put that 24K right on my neck No Jill Scott, but livin' my life like it's golden, uh [Verse 2] She gave me neck, I put the chain on it She gave me head, she put the brain on me Turn around, I'll make it rain on it, I'll make it rain on it, I'll make it rain on it Fire, you know I walk with that fire (Doot-doot-doot-doot) I get that shit ten a pop (Yeah) Tell me, now why would I lie? (Lie) Tell me, now why would I wait? (Wait) Tell me, why these niggas snakes? Why your bitch feedin' me grapes? (Why?) Why you still all on my face? (Huh?) If you the man, wanna see (Yeah) [Pre-Chorus] Pulled up on the block with a hundred bands, hundred bands (Hundred bands) Pulled up on the block with a hundred bands, hundred bands (Hundred bands) Pulled up on the block with a hundred grams, hundred grams (Hundred bands) Pulled up on the block with a hundred bands, hundred bands (Yeah) You don't understand that's a hundred grand (Hundred grand), yeah You don't understand that's a hundred grand (Hundred grand) Pulled up on the block with a hundred bands, hundred bands (Hundred bands) Pulled up on the block with a hundred bands, hundred bands (Hundred bands) [Chorus] Push the button, automatic, uh (Skrrt), and my choppa automatic, uh Drive my Bentley like a Caddy, uh, it don't matter, I'ma matte it, uh Your money, uh, I'm past it, uh, and that's past tense, uh Lookin' so shocked when it's static, uh, flood my AP like a Patek, uh Flip them big boogers, my watch it be stoney She on my dick, but she really don't know me Brought these girls, yeah, they is so phony I don't eat meat, but they full of bologna The girl I'm bonin' same girl you phonin' Beat it in commas, so hearin' no moanin' Put that 24K right on my neck No Jill Scott, but livin' my life like it's golden, uh