Thomas - Auto Pilot

Ya Big Singh in this bitch yeah
Smoking I roll up that OG so loud got me fly
Always money and hoes on my mind
I was smoking so much in the Tesla had to activate auto pilot
I fly down to Florida come back to Toronto so cold how I change the climate
I know that you plotting on me I’ll be waiting for you if u wanna try it
Stacking this cash from so long ago can’t remember when I kept a wallet
I be grinding on the low you can’t find me I'll always keep my life private
You wifed up a thotty how do you not know that that pussy got hella mileage
Your shorty pulled up to the crib while she buss it wide open and gimme knowledge
She said that she had a boyfriend when you go back to him better keep it quiet
Gone a couple out here making plays baby I can ball postionless
Only take trips up to the bank stash it in safe hundred milli what the mission is
Roll up and smoke one to the face liqs I never chase psychopaths what my condition is
Ever get caught I’ll do the race I won’t hit the brakes
The way how I'm moving it’s sicker than syphillis
They ask me why are you so serious I tell them that this life is real I don’t think it’s a joke
I’ve been thinking so much got me feeling delirious I’m losing my sleep I could never be broke
Why they looking at me like I’m something mysterious I hit up the spot then I leave these hoes soaked
Bad lil shorty told me that she just got her period I said its okay u can still gimme throat
I’m not a racist but I need a brown girl I need me a mixed ting I need a Rihanna
I don’t see an equal you can’t matchup to me the only thing I ever fears the messiah
I’m going too hard this is my time to shine ima carry the team without you no Mariah
Don’t think we the hardest out need to go reevaluate yourself because you’re in denial
I was smoking so much in the Tesla had to activate auto pilot
I fly down to Florida come back to Toronto so cold how I change the climate
I know that you plotting on me I’ll be waiting for you if you wanna try it
Stacking this cash from so long ago can’t remember when I kept a wallet
I be grinding on the low you can’t find me I'll always keep my life private
You wifed up a thotty how do you not know that that pussy got hella mileage
Your shorty pulled up to the crib while she buss it wide open and gimme knowledge
She said that she had a boyfriend when you go back to him better keep it quiet

Written by:
Ian Singh

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