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Juice Wrld - Auto Lyrics

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[Intro]
[...]
You know it's Lil Voe on the beat
[...]

[Verse]
... Blow it, ey
You know I blow it, ey
Run up on the Kidd, damn
You know I blow it
Got the dress super long like the Marley (Ayy, ayy)
Bill Cosby with the molly in the party (Ayy, ayy)
Bad bitch, but she fake, that's a Barbie (Ayy, ayy)
And I fry a n****, grill him like a barbie (Ayy, ayy)
I got fish over xans
That I go, then I flow
Come back, damn right
Now I'm fuckin' on your bitch
Hit a lick
Oh my, oh my, I'm high
Boy I touch your bitch
While we touch the sky
Ayy, ayy
Look at me, I'm the man
Get it poppin' with these bands
...
Fuck your bitch and then I dip, yeah, yeah
Fuck your bitch and then I dip, yeah, yeah
[?]
I'm a different nigga on the same shit, yea
I might pull up in that Rari, that's thе lane switch
I may fuck your bitch in the party, that [?] shit
I get thе guap and I throw it
I fuck your bitch and she know it, yeah
I am that nigga, I told you I'm in it
I told your I'm coming, you know it
I am a grown man, you's a lil' ass boy, ayy


... Auto
I'ma pull up with a new semi-auto
Hop up in this steamer like it's Grand Theft Auto
Boy I swear to God I'm shooting like a fully auto
Stickin' to the script, yeah
That's my only motto
Last nigga tried, he got popped like a bottle
Then I went to his bitch crib and I popped me a bottle
I got a .30 and I filled that bitch up with hollows
Fuckin' on your bitch, she swallow
Fuckin' on your bitch, she a model
Fuckin' on your bitch, she a model
I got a semi no auto, I got a semi no auto
Fuck your bitch, semi no auto
Fuck your bitch, maybe tomorrow
I drown my pain in my sorrow
I pop a Xan tomorrow
She'll drop her panties tomorrow
I fucked your bitch in a song
I take your bitch, I don't borrow, yeah
I take your bitch, I don't borrow, yeah
I play that bitch like Atari, yeah
Then I'm fuckin' her mommy, yeah
Probably hit her with the [?]
Presidential with the dental
Suck that bitch like I'm presidential
Obama, yea
Run up on me I'ma kill him
Told you I'm hotter then the fuckin' sauna, yeah
Niggas thinkin' that they in it
All these niggas fake, yeah
All these niggas fake, yeah
I be eating like what a fuck a plate yeah
I been with the- ah shit