CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : No Autotune ($IN VERSION)
(Chorus)
And I’m rapping with no autotune
She be asking like “bae why you so rude”
Got these guns and they go kaboom
Chop you up like some food
Stay together yeah with my crew
Dont need no water to mix up my juice
We out late at night but you got a curfew
Smelling that gas boy like its perfume
Cook in the lab like im Morty and Rick
He just got mad cause I just stole his b*t*h
Brodie got mad so I told him kick bricks
Now his b*t*h right on my d**k
Now his b*t*h right on my tip
Now his b*t*h got white stuff on her lip
Told that b*t*h “come take a sip”
Told that b*t*h “come take a lick”
If Im gon Shoot then that boy do the Woah
B*t*hes be switching up just like this flow
Brodie got mad causе I stole his hoe
Said I wasn’t gon be sh*t but I glowеd
B*t*hes is mad cause I grew
Im the rapper that everyone knew
Ima play these b*t*hes like a flute
Think you gon pa** me? That’s cute
And im walking round with a pair of Rick Owens
Kinda hurts that I just stole your b*t*h dont it?
Now she on my d**k and she blowing
Got a bad b*t*h yeah she foreign
Had to leave that b*t*h cause she was boring
Yea she give me head but that sh*t got me snoring
I said she was foreign but she Ecuadorian
But now she running round whorin
I dont need autotune believe me
Everyday Im asking why she leave me
B*t*h im a Wonder im not talking Stevie
Said I wasn’t gon be sh*t now im on TV
I dont need no autotune
I can really sing on my own
The things that I went through I went through on my own
Text everyday and I know she see her phone
Dont love me anymore tryna figure out what went wrong
I dont need no autotune
I dont need no autotune
Play these b*t*hes like a flute
Got the guns it go kaboom
She asked “bae why you so rude”
Got my gun you know it finna go-
And I’m rapping with no autotune
She be asking like “bae why you so rude”
Got these guns and they go kaboom
Chop you up like some food
Stay together yeah with my crew
Dont need no water to mix up my juice
We out late at night but you got a curfew
Smelling that gas boy like its perfume
Cook in the lab like im Morty and Rick
He just got mad cause I just stole his b*t*h
Brodie got mad so I told him kick bricks
Now his b*t*h right on my d**k
Now his b*t*h right on my tip
Now his b*t*h got white stuff on her lip
Told that b*t*h “come take a sip”
Told that b*t*h “come take a lick”
If Im gon Shoot then that boy do the Woah
B*t*hes be switching up just like this flow
Brodie got mad causе I stole his hoe
Said I wasn’t gon be sh*t but I glowеd
B*t*hes is mad cause I grew
Im the rapper that everyone knew
Ima play these b*t*hes like a flute
Think you gon pa** me? That’s cute
And im walking round with a pair of Rick Owens
Kinda hurts that I just stole your b*t*h dont it?
Now she on my d**k and she blowing
Got a bad b*t*h yeah she foreign
Had to leave that b*t*h cause she was boring
Yea she give me head but that sh*t got me snoring
I said she was foreign but she Ecuadorian
But now she running round whorin
I dont need autotune believe me
Everyday Im asking why she leave me
B*t*h im a Wonder im not talking Stevie
Said I wasn’t gon be sh*t now im on TV
I dont need no autotune
I can really sing on my own
The things that I went through I went through on my own
Text everyday and I know she see her phone
Dont love me anymore tryna figure out what went wrong
I dont need no autotune
I dont need no autotune
Play these b*t*hes like a flute
Got the guns it go kaboom
She asked “bae why you so rude”
Got my gun you know it finna go-
