Autumn! - WANTS! lyrics

Woah, woah

We just hopped out a lil' Aston
Big bro off of that Roxi' (Ha)
Big-ass fuckin' bankroll inside of my pocket
(Ha) from a place you can't go
So you better watch it
I gotta go hit reeze again
I hate spendin' money out of my pocket
Gotta stop puttin' my hoes on Yeat 'cause now
They can't stop sayin' "Sorry about it"
Three am and she still up textin' me
She eat me up like Benihibachi
Broke her heart and she still
Keep textin' me, like
What do you really get out it?

Lame-ass nigga keep on talkin' 'bout me
But he don't want no smoke about it
I done came a long way
Who would've thought 'cause I was
The one that they doubted
She said she in love, I
Don't know what you thought
You know you just here to get pounded
Grew up, but I'm still a bad-ass kid
No wonder I always was grounded
We are not the same, you chasin' a bitch
But I get chased by a thousand
We are not the same, you do it for free
But I can't take less than a thousand
We are not the same, you high as the ceiling
But my niggas high as the mountains
We are not the same, your shit is just cool
But my shit is more than astounding

Woah, woah, woah

We just hopped out a lil' Aston
Big bro off of that Roxi'
Big-ass fuckin' bankroll inside of my pocket
From a place you can't go
So you better watch it
I gotta go hit reeze again
I hate spendin' money out of my pocket
Gotta stop puttin' my hoes on Yeat 'cause now
They can't stop sayin' "Sorry about it"
Three am and she still up textin' me
She eat me up like Benihibachi
Broke her heart and she still
Keep textin' me, like
What do you really get out it?

Broke her heart and she keep
On tryna link me
She in love with being around me
Fucked on one of her friends the other week
How I pulled it off is beyond me
Money, guns, and power
That's the only three things I keep around me

We just hopped out a lil' Aston
Big bro off of that Roxi'
Big-ass fuckin' bankroll inside of my pocket
From a place you can't go
So you better watch it
I gotta go hit reeze again
I hate spendin' money out of my pocket
Gotta stop puttin' my hoes on Yeat 'cause now
They can't stop sayin' "Sorry about it"
Three am and she still up textin' me
She eat me up like Benihibachi
Broke her heart and she still
Keep textin' me, like
What do you really get out it?