Automatic lyrics

by

Trina


[Verse 1: Qu Da Queen]
Wake up in the morning, pray to god, that's automatic
If I eat, so do my dogs, that's automatic
If you thought I wouldn't make it to the top, that's tragic
Ziggy on the beat, that's a hit, that's automatic
Every time I hit the streets, a hundred horses, that's automatic
Young busters see my booty, everybody tryna grab it
Every time I get a bag, I double that, that's automatic
Every time I pop a tag, I leese the G, that's automatic
Every time I wear my shoes, the bottoms on fleek, that's automatic
Every time I go to sleep, Versace sheets, that's automatic
In my bag with my semi tucked, that's automatic
Post traumatic, don't get closer, Imma snap, that's automatic

[Chorus: Robin Fly]
We drive whips, automatic
We got chips, automatic
Shut the streets, automatic
Rollie Rolex, automatic

[Verse 2: Qu Da Queen]
Takin trips, that's automatic
Forin whips, that's automatic
Hit the dip, that's automatic
Whip the wrist, that's automatic
b*tch, I am the queen, I am the top, that's automatic
Ziggy f*ckin with me on the beat, you know it's poppin
Vaycay on the beaches, ridin horses, that's automatic
You ain't gotta tell me, when you see me, automatic
I want that bag, automatic
He wanna smash, automatic
I want that lavish, that lavish
I'm gonna get it, no matter
10, 20, 100 bands rubber bands on m
He just wanna know he the man, when I dance on him
Zay, Atlanta on the track, Imma turn it up
We ain't f*ckin with you magget hoes, you bum as f*ck
Switch up, automatic
You's f*ckin with a savage
Slow your roll, Gucci told you that, automatic
[Chorus: Robin Fly]
We drive whips, automatic
We got chips, automatic
Shut the streets, automatic
Rollie Rolex, automatic
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