Autumn! - Watanabe! lyrics
Autumn! [Benjamin Clarence Phillips Jr.] Lafayette, Louisiana/Houston, Texas, U.S 🇺🇸
[Autumn! - Watanabe! lyrics]
(Thrillboy) yeah
Oh yeah (You wanna go to war? You wanna go
To war? I'll take you to war)
Oh yeah, oh yeah oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
In a C7 'Vette (C7 'Vette)
Sippin' lean, sippin' Tech (Sippin' Tech)
Told me "Kick the cup" (Kick the cup)
Told me, "Give it a rest" (Give it a rest)
Fifty shots in this Glock
(Fifty shots) , boy
You better bring your vest (Bring your vest)
We gon' pull up on his block
And leave that shit a mess
(On your block, shit a mess)
Ksubi all on my jeans (Thrillboy, yeah, yeah)
Number (N) ine, yeah, that's all on my tee (yeah)
I'm high as fuck, I don't know what to think
(yeah, yeah)
Off a Perc', know I can't feel a thing
(yeah, yeah)
Big guns, nigga, we do not swing (yeah, yeah)
'Tussin tea, yeah, I'm sippin' on lean
(yeah, yeah)
Kickin' shit, yeah, out in Beijing
(Out in Beijing)
Red 'Vette look like Lightning McQueen
(Lightning McQueen)
Love the blue and I love the green
(I love the green)
Spent some racks on this Watanabe (Watanabe)
You niggas weird, so don't send me no beats
(Don't send me no beats)
Just hit my PayPal if you need a feat'
(If you need a feat')
Kickin' shit, it's just me and my runner
(yeah, yeah)
Kickin' shit, yeah, just like a punter
(yeah, yeah)
Shootin' shit, yeah, just like a hunter
(Blatt, Blatt, who do I trust? Me)
YSL on my coat like I'm Gunna (Slatt)
Said you pullin' up, but you ain't gonna (No)
You too pussy, yeah, I know you ain't wanna
Free smoke, let me know if you want it (No)
See a jugg, then you know we on it (On it)
Off the top like muh'fuckin' bonnet (yeah)
Smokin' gas, yeah, I'm smokin' on chronic
Off a Perc', ain't no antibiotics (Thrillboy)
And leave that shit a mess (Shit a mess)
Ksubi all on my jeans (Thrillboy, yeah, yeah)
Number (N) ine, yeah, that's all on my tee (yeah)
I'm high as fuck, I don't know what to think
(yeah, yeah)
Off a Perc', know I can't feel a thing
(yeah, yeah)
Big guns, nigga, we do not swing (yeah, yeah)
'Tussin tea, yeah, I'm sippin' on lean
(yeah, yeah)
Kickin' shit, yeah, out in Beijing
(Out in Beijing)
Red 'Vette look like Lightning McQueen
(Lightning McQueen)
Love the blue and I love the green
(I love the green)
Spent some racks on this Watanabe (Watanabe)
You niggas weird, so don't send me no beats
(Don't send me no beats)
Just hit my PayPal if you need a feat'
(If you need a feat')
Kickin' shit, it's just me and my runner
(yeah, yeah)
Oh yeah (You wanna go to war? You wanna go
To war? I'll take you to war)
Oh yeah, oh yeah oh yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
In a C7 'Vette (C7 'Vette)
Sippin' lean, sippin' Tech (Sippin' Tech)
Told me "Kick the cup" (Kick the cup)
Told me, "Give it a rest" (Give it a rest)
Fifty shots in this Glock
(Fifty shots) , boy
You better bring your vest (Bring your vest)
We gon' pull up on his block
And leave that shit a mess
(On your block, shit a mess)
Ksubi all on my jeans (Thrillboy, yeah, yeah)
Number (N) ine, yeah, that's all on my tee (yeah)
I'm high as fuck, I don't know what to think
(yeah, yeah)
Off a Perc', know I can't feel a thing
(yeah, yeah)
Big guns, nigga, we do not swing (yeah, yeah)
'Tussin tea, yeah, I'm sippin' on lean
(yeah, yeah)
Kickin' shit, yeah, out in Beijing
(Out in Beijing)
Red 'Vette look like Lightning McQueen
(Lightning McQueen)
Love the blue and I love the green
(I love the green)
Spent some racks on this Watanabe (Watanabe)
You niggas weird, so don't send me no beats
(Don't send me no beats)
Just hit my PayPal if you need a feat'
(If you need a feat')
Kickin' shit, it's just me and my runner
(yeah, yeah)
Kickin' shit, yeah, just like a punter
(yeah, yeah)
Shootin' shit, yeah, just like a hunter
(Blatt, Blatt, who do I trust? Me)
YSL on my coat like I'm Gunna (Slatt)
Said you pullin' up, but you ain't gonna (No)
You too pussy, yeah, I know you ain't wanna
Free smoke, let me know if you want it (No)
See a jugg, then you know we on it (On it)
Off the top like muh'fuckin' bonnet (yeah)
Smokin' gas, yeah, I'm smokin' on chronic
Off a Perc', ain't no antibiotics (Thrillboy)
And leave that shit a mess (Shit a mess)
Ksubi all on my jeans (Thrillboy, yeah, yeah)
Number (N) ine, yeah, that's all on my tee (yeah)
I'm high as fuck, I don't know what to think
(yeah, yeah)
Off a Perc', know I can't feel a thing
(yeah, yeah)
Big guns, nigga, we do not swing (yeah, yeah)
'Tussin tea, yeah, I'm sippin' on lean
(yeah, yeah)
Kickin' shit, yeah, out in Beijing
(Out in Beijing)
Red 'Vette look like Lightning McQueen
(Lightning McQueen)
Love the blue and I love the green
(I love the green)
Spent some racks on this Watanabe (Watanabe)
You niggas weird, so don't send me no beats
(Don't send me no beats)
Just hit my PayPal if you need a feat'
(If you need a feat')
Kickin' shit, it's just me and my runner
(yeah, yeah)