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autumar wick! - autumn! lyrics

i love you, balmain
are ya’ ready kids?

woah, woah, woah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
we gon’ run up in his house like, give me that sh*t
got a .223 and it kick, kick, kick
you be doin’ too much flexin’ you a l!ck, l!ck, l!ck
two 1911s, call me autumar wick

[verse, 1]
she just wanna f*ck with me ’cause she heard that i’m rich
all the bullsh*t, leave it for the birds in this b*tch
i be sh*ttin’ on these n*ggas, smell like t*rds in this b*tch
got a foreign b*tch with me, in a turban and sh*t
good gas got me high, on some turbulence sh*t
b*tch leave me alone with that hurryin’ sh*t
i be ballin’ on these n*ggas like curry and sh*t
i’m in bollywood eating curry and sh*t
i been hollywood, i ain’t worried ’bout sh*t
seen me in public, he was nervous as sh*t
i remember hoes used to curve me and sh*t
now they hit me up ’cause they heard me and sh*t
ysl coat, it’s furry and sh*t
he eatin’ mcdonald’s, he eatin’ flurries and sh*t
me and rino, we in benihana’s
eatin’ hunnid dolla burgers and sh*t
runnin’ ’round with them .30s and gl!cks
b.b simon, yeah it hold up the bl!ck
[chorus]
we gon’ run up in his house like, give me that sh*t
got a .223 and it kick, kick, kick
you be doin’ too much flexin’ you a l!ck, l!ck, l!ck
two 1911s, like autumar wick
two 1911s, like autumar wick

[verse, 2]
moncler with the khakis, on my almighty so sh*t
yeah my pockets getting baggy, ’cause all this money don’t fit
yeah that lil’ b*tch call me daddy, she say “autumn, don’t fit”
and my new b*tch she bratty, yeah she always throwin’ fits
used to always want a grammy, i don’t care ’bout that sh*t

[chorus]
we gon’ run up in his house like, give me that sh*t
got a .223 and it kick, kick, kick
you be doin’ too much flexin’ you a l!ck, l!ck, l!ck
two 1911s, call me autumar wick

- autumn lyrics

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