Automatic Qu Da Queen (Ft. Robin Fly)

[Verse 1: Qu Da Queen]
Wake up in the morning, pray to god, that's automatic
If I eat, so do my dogs, that's automatic
If you thought I wouldn't make it to the top, that's tragic
Ziggy on the beat, that's a hit, that's automatic
Every time I hit the streets, a hundred horses, that's automatic
Young busters see my booty, everybody tryna grab it
Every time I get a bag, I double that, that's automatic
Every time I pop a tag, I leese the G, that's automatic
Every time I wear my shoes, the bottoms on fleek, that's automatic
Every time I go to sleep, Versace sheets, that's automatic
In my bag with my semi tucked, that's automatic
Post traumatic, don't get closer, Imma snap, that's automatic

[Chorus: Robin Fly]
We drive whips, automatic
We got chips, automatic
Shut the streets, automatic
Rollie Rolex, automatic

[Verse 2: Qu Da Queen]
Takin trips, that's automatic
Forin whips, that's automatic
Hit the dip, that's automatic
Whip the wrist, that's automatic
Bitch, I am the queen, I am the top, that's automatic
Ziggy fuckin with me on the beat, you know it's poppin
Vaycay on the beaches, ridin horses, that's automatic
You ain't gotta tell me, when you see me, automatic
I want that bag, automatic
He wanna smash, automatic
I want that lavish, that lavish
I'm gonna get it, no matter
10, 20, 100 bands rubber bands on m
He just wanna know he the man, when I dance on him
Zay, Atlanta on the track, Imma turn it up
We ain't fuckin with you magget hoes, you bum as fuck
Switch up, automatic
You's fuckin with a savage
Slow your roll, Gucci told you that, automatic