Blatt! Autumn!

[Intro]
This Yung Bans and y'all better know I'm fucking with Surreal Gang
Hellworld
Eddie Gianni

[Chorus]
Got a choppa on me, nigga, and the bitch go blatt
Bitches on my dick when I walk up in Saks
Said she wanna fuck me 'cause she know I got racks
Nigga run up wrong, I'ma blow his shit back
Walk around this bitch with a Drac and a MAC
Thirty shots in this clip and it go click-clack
Tryna book me for a show, nigga, that's a quick rack
Jugg a nigga out his shit, no, he can't get it back
Pull up in a Lex, no, this ain't no Pontiac
Niggas be cap, yeah, that's a whole act
Niggas on my dick, yeah, they piggy-back
Walk up in his trap like, nigga, give me that
Cut a nigga down like a damn Lumberjack
Had too many Xans, almost had a heart attack

[Verse]
Shawty wanna fuck like, baby, let's go
Pull up do a show then I'm back on the road
Shooters on my team, yeah, my niggas on go
Choppa on my side and that bitch gon' blow
Kickin' shit with Summrs, yeah, you know that's bro
Can't cop a feat 'cause ya ass too broke
Number (N)ine jeans, no, these ain't cargos
Just hit a jugg on Wells Fargo
Niggas said I'm wack, he ain't going far though
Two Glocks on me, yeah, akimbo
Three pistol got an extendo
Sipping on lean like espresso
Riding with them sticks like we in Chicago
Say you getting money but just hit my [?]
Bitch, I got guap like I hit the lotto
Pull up in a Hellcat, full throttle
Sipping on Wock' straight out the bottle, yeah, yeah