Autumn! - Ariana Grande! lyrics
Autumn! [Benjamin Clarence Phillips Jr.] Lafayette, Louisiana/Houston, Texas, U.S 🇺🇸
[Autumn! - Ariana Grande! lyrics]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah kanKan on the beat
Slayworld soldier
Hundred dollar fucking entrees
The choppa Ariana Grande
Undercover jeans, can't find me
Hit the lick, hop on the PJ
I'm with my piranhas
You with them lil' mermaids
We had to fuck a lil' bitch on the first day
Then put a little hit on your punk ass
I'm in the whip, we smoking on dumb gas
How you getting jugged by that dumbass?
Whoa, this bitch got kickback
I think that lil' bitch know Karate or sum
At bandcamp with them hundred round drums
You look sick, need some syrup or sum?
Can't kill you then we blow at your moms
Hop in that Beamer and serve your aunt
You fucking them kids like a perv or sum
I think the Perc hit my nerve or sum
I feel like I'm high off the Earth or sum
Feel like-Feel like I'm high off
The Earth or sum
That bitch know I'm fly like a bird or sum
Say he better than me, that's unheard of
Son
That nigga want smoke, we gon' hurt you, son
Dump his lil' ass in the dirt or sum
That Glock got a dick, it hold thirty-one
In that Z06, that bitch hurry
Good Benni's, nigga eating curry
And we shooting shit like Curry
Flash in the muzzle, leave his vision blurry
Where is the bag? Bitch, I'm on a journey
Triple S niggas, I don't shop at Journey's
Can't have the women, we need a new method
Nigga want smoke, introduce him to Wesson
I got some shooters
They stay on the West end
Twin Uzis, yeah, them bitches is besties
Still look classy on a mission
Don't test me just scored on a piece, yeah
I feel like Messi
Just got some bands, nigga
That's a blessing
Just need the vans, nigga
That's the next thing, yeah
Hundred dollar fucking entrees
The choppa Ariana Grande
Undercover jeans, can't find me
Hit the lick, hop on the PJ
I'm with my piranhas
You with them lil' mermaids
We had to fuck a lil' bitch on the first day
Then put a little hit on your punk ass
I'm in the whip, we smoking on dumb gas
How you getting jugged by that dumbass?
Whoa, this bitch got kickback
I think that lil' bitch know Karate or sum
At band camp with them hundred round drums
You look sick, need some syrup or sum?
Can't kill you then we blow at your moms
Hop in that Beamer and serve your aunt
Slayworld soldier
Hundred dollar fucking entrees
The choppa Ariana Grande
Undercover jeans, can't find me
Hit the lick, hop on the PJ
I'm with my piranhas
You with them lil' mermaids
We had to fuck a lil' bitch on the first day
Then put a little hit on your punk ass
I'm in the whip, we smoking on dumb gas
How you getting jugged by that dumbass?
Whoa, this bitch got kickback
I think that lil' bitch know Karate or sum
At bandcamp with them hundred round drums
You look sick, need some syrup or sum?
Can't kill you then we blow at your moms
Hop in that Beamer and serve your aunt
You fucking them kids like a perv or sum
I think the Perc hit my nerve or sum
I feel like I'm high off the Earth or sum
Feel like-Feel like I'm high off
The Earth or sum
That bitch know I'm fly like a bird or sum
Say he better than me, that's unheard of
Son
That nigga want smoke, we gon' hurt you, son
Dump his lil' ass in the dirt or sum
That Glock got a dick, it hold thirty-one
In that Z06, that bitch hurry
Good Benni's, nigga eating curry
And we shooting shit like Curry
Flash in the muzzle, leave his vision blurry
Where is the bag? Bitch, I'm on a journey
Triple S niggas, I don't shop at Journey's
Can't have the women, we need a new method
Nigga want smoke, introduce him to Wesson
I got some shooters
They stay on the West end
Twin Uzis, yeah, them bitches is besties
Still look classy on a mission
Don't test me just scored on a piece, yeah
I feel like Messi
Just got some bands, nigga
That's a blessing
Just need the vans, nigga
That's the next thing, yeah
Hundred dollar fucking entrees
The choppa Ariana Grande
Undercover jeans, can't find me
Hit the lick, hop on the PJ
I'm with my piranhas
You with them lil' mermaids
We had to fuck a lil' bitch on the first day
Then put a little hit on your punk ass
I'm in the whip, we smoking on dumb gas
How you getting jugged by that dumbass?
Whoa, this bitch got kickback
I think that lil' bitch know Karate or sum
At band camp with them hundred round drums
You look sick, need some syrup or sum?
Can't kill you then we blow at your moms
Hop in that Beamer and serve your aunt