No Auto

[Intro] Yeah, gang, yeah (Ayy, pull up, Lam) [Verse 1] We been politicing for a minute, I don't know who to trust I got models in my DM, I don't know who to fuck I told her come to ATL, she say, "It's two of us" Bitch, don't miss your flight, you know that's groupie love Ho, I can't pay no bills, gon' get that coochie up Foenem selling real exotic, get that dookie up Why the opps be saying my name like they be cool with us? If you ain't got more than a mill' you ain't into it with us (Yeah) Why you rapping 'bout a switch, you ain't got a switch One of the fours, my lil' brother, he ain't gotta switch He tryna see his son grow, he said he gotta snitch He in all kinda shit, that lil' bitch counterfeit [Chorus] We caught the last one we want, ain't gotta find him no more Wеnt in the store to grab a fifty, they ain't havе 'em no more One artist did song with my opps, don't wanna sign him no more I had to fall back off the drink 'cause I was sounding too slow The plug dropped me off some pounds, I made him vanish for sure My city never show no love, that's why I'm taxing for shows I was locked up in the county, I wasn't asking for hoes Nigga said that he gon' kill me, now he asking for poles [Verse 2] Bitch, gon' look my brother up like he ain't just fuck the summer up Call the opps like, "Where you at? Lil' bitch, go pick your brother up" One of y'all niggas got caught 'cause he think he slick (Uh-huh) One of them niggas got caught lacking, is he dead? (Uh-huh) He ain't have his gun on him, he a dumb-dumb What kinda gun he got hit with? A lil' some-some Pull up on 'em, watch his face and watch 'em run-run Drop a man, like, why you do that? Man, a lil' fun She suck my dick and swallow nut just for a hun-dun I'm mixing purple with the yellow, call me 'Bron-'Bron All these rappers sounding like my kids, I call 'em son-son We bringing rappers to the 'Raq, just bring your gun-gun [Chorus] We caught the last one we want, ain't gotta find him no more Went in the store to grab a fifty, they ain't have 'em no more One artist did song with my opps, don't wanna sign him no more I had to fall back off the drink 'cause I was sounding too slow The plug dropped me off some pounds, I made him vanish for sure My city never show no love, that's why I'm taxing for shows I was locked up in the county, I wasn't asking for hoes Nigga said that he gon' kill me, now he asking for poles