CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : ​autopilot

—my plug and I asked if he has some more Percs and told me like, "Yeah"
I came up from sh*t, when it come to this Earth, man, they drop me right off on the ground
I love DJ Gren8de
Uh, uh, I got Prada feeling
Yeah, I got Prada feelings, yeah
Stephen Niday
Prada feelings
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, I sh*t on my wrist, now I'm feeling botanical
And I want the Tec', wrap, mechanical
She eating me up, yeah, she a cannibal
I'ma get high, I love my chemicals (Yeah)
Look at my wrist when it flash, it so fly
Yeah, it's wet, just like a swimming pool
I swap out the facе like I swap at a fly
I'm tryna make— get mе the money, it's miserable
Yeah, like Michael Jordan, yeah, no Xbox, can't control it
Sh*t on these kids for fun in toilet
You would smoke Runtz if you could afford it
Brand new Jeep, b*t*h got Forgis (Skrrt)
We so low, new hydraulics
Just came home then I got it
Like Elon Musk, got autopilot
Y'all talk too much, just keep it private

Yeah, count up these racks and I swear that I'm going
If I'm geeking up, now I stay to the morning (DJ Gren8de)
Yeah, we don't care if you lost or you won
Different creature, yeah, huh, huh, yeah
Said I'm a different creature, yeah
Different breed, yeah, racks help me breathe

Got a bag, yeah (Bag)
Got my cash up, yeah
I got cash, yeah (Go)
I got bags, bags (Go)
I got big bongs (Bongs)
I got egg roll
I got lean rum (Rum)
I got big bongs (Bong)
Who let the guitar rock out?
Need to get high like now
I hit up my plug and I asked if he has some more Percs and told me like, "Yeah"
I came up from sh*t, when it come to this Earth, man, they drop me right off on the ground (Yeah)
If it make me some money, I hop in this whip and I'm turning this sh*t right around (Woo)
Yeah, I got Dior vision and I got some Prada feelings (Feelings)
When I'm talking 'bout that Dior vision, that sh*t Christian (Christian)
Everyday I get a new wardrobe, to me it feel like Christmas (Yeah)
Yeah, and I got big bank in my pocket, I don't no more wishes (Yeah, I'm out)
Yeah, I sh*t on my wrist, now I'm feeling botanical
And I want the Tec', wrap, mechanical
She eating me up, yeah, she a cannibal
I'ma get high, I love my chemicals (Yeah)
Look at my wrist when it flash, it so fly
Yeah, it's wet, just like a swimming pool
I swap out the face like I swap at a fly
I'm tryna make— get me the money, it's miserable
Yeah, like Michael Jordan, yeah, no Xbox, can't control it
Sh*t on these kids for fun in toilet
You would smoke Runtz if you could afford it
Brand new Jeep, b*t*h got Forgis (Skrrt)
We so low, new hydraulics
Just came home then I got it
Like Elon Musk, got autopilot
Y'all talk too much, just keep it private

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