Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song No Auto 3 , by - Duwap Kaine. Release date: 14.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No Auto 3 |
| Damn, damn |
| Ayy, turn the autotune off this |
| Yeah, gun on my hip |
| One in the head |
| Ten in the clip |
| R.I.P. |
| Pop Smoke, niggas really ain’t shit |
| That’s why I’m in the trap and I’m anxious |
| She saw me in public, got to fainting |
| I’m so high, forgot I was famous |
| Channel 6, bitch, make a nigga famous |
| My whole fucking gang known for aiming |
| Another nigga died then they get to blaming |
| You wanna run the trap, you gotta have patience |
| Take a nigga down, fuck up his vacation |
| I need a bad bitch, no, she can’t be basic |
| Why these niggas on that fake shit? |
| You just forcing me to take shit |
| In that drop-top Masi', you know I’ma speed |
| Big-ass chopper, it sound like Lil Keed |
| Braids in my hair but I ain’t Lil Yachty so I won’t get beads |
| I’ll put a nigga right on say cheese |
| The Glock take a picture but it say cheese |
| You know I won’t surrender if the police say freeze |
| Can’t trust the plug why I’m freezing my lean |
| You only big and bad, nigga, when you with your team |
| That chopper sing like it’s Marceline |
| Put my mask on, I’m looking like Scream |
| I got a Glock with a fucking red beam |
| Get out the trap, nigga, get paid off streams |
| You know I’m double down anywhere |
| She tryna see my Ethika underwear |
| Feel like Drake, told 'em take care |
| Me with a stick, that’s your worst nightmare |
| Designer shit on the footwear |
| You know I got that stick, better beware |
| And I keep that stick, nigga, everywhere |
| I hit 'em with that stick, he better say a pray |
| And I’m with your bitch having an affair |
| I’m hopping in a foreign, you got a taxi fare |
| Bitch-ass nigga, I know that you scared |
| These niggas be softer than a teddy bear |
| Nigga, I don’t rock |
| You know I’m rocking fucking Moncler |
| Can’t be around me if you scared |
| You can’t be around me smoking squares |
| My ice got me walking on water |
| And next thing you know, I’m walking on air |
| Say that I’m broke, nigga, I’m like where |
| You know I won’t snitch, I’d rather electric chair |