Wikked - New Auto Lyrics

I am the boss I don't f*ck with no middle man
Skid Skurt on your block and I'm sliding on Michellin
Me and these racks get around like a ceiling fan
I used to ride in back seat of the caravan
Mo money Mo Power keep rockets like Auto
Pockets on Big Show I look like the lotto
I'm pearling Runts while I blow the Gelato
I wrecked the vert and I bought a new auto
Don't want yo tree if yo tree ain't Gelato
My younging clean yeah he look like the lotto
Amiri the jeans and pull up Diablo
That money gon halo I'm drug rich like Pablo
Since its up I'm gon knock the beef right out yo taco
I only can give you a halo and hollow
My fam full of goon and they ain't bluffing like Ralo
Hey
My bitch she so bougie and bad she gon get it
She count up dem digits and f*ck me exquisite
She just want the dick and we rarely Spondivit
Fell in love with a boss and this life cuz we live it
When you know you the goat gotta keep yo composure
I am the Wik I'm the flame off the stove
Jus need a spliff not a four and I'm loaded
Sonic and seven on my arm like I rolled it
My bitch dripping in sauce too legited to quit it
So pretty but shit can get wicked she with it
I used to stack flip and pack it and ship it
Pimping been pimping since Scottie you tripping
All of my niggas stay armed like a octopus
So when that nigga had shot it who did it
Niggas gon switch and transform like they Optimus
Clearly I wasn't surprised when they did it
Straight out Atlantastan shit get slimy and slicky
I'm straight out of grimy and gritty
Straight out Atlantastan shit get slimy and slicky
I'm straight out of grimy and gritty
First you get the money then you stack the money
Then you show these pussys no pity
All of the producers was holding they nuts on me
I had to switch up the sound in the city
I am the boss I don't f*ck with no middle man
Skid Skurt on your block and I'm sliding on Michellin
Me and these racks get around like a ceiling fan
I used to ride in back seat of the caravan
Mo money Mo Power keep rockets like Auto
Pockets on Big Show I look like the lotto
I'm pearling Runts while I blow the Gelato
I wrecked the vert and I bought a new auto
Don't want yo tree if yo tree ain't Gelato
My younging clean yeah he look like the lotto
Amiri the jeans and pull up Diablo
That money gon halo I'm drug rich like Pablo
Since its up I'm gon knock the beef right out yo taco
I only can give you a halo and hollow
My fam full of goon and they ain't bluffing like Ralo