Lil Durk, King Von - No Auto 2 lyrics

Yeah, gang, yeah (Ayy, pull up, Lam)

We been politicin' for a minute
I don't know who to trust
I got models in my DM
I don't know who to fuck
I told her come to ATL, she say
"It's two of us"
Bitch, don't miss your flight
You know that's groupie love
Ho, I can't pay no bills
Gon' get that coochie up
Foenem sellin' real exotic
Get that dookie up
Why the opps be sayin' my name
Like they be cool with us?
If you ain't got more than a mill'
You ain't into it with us (yeah)
Why you rappin' 'bout a switch
You ain't got a switch
One of the fours, my lil' brother
He ain't gotta switch
He tryna see his son grow
He said he gotta snitch
He in all kinda shit
That lil' bitch counterfeit

We caught the last one we want
Ain't gotta find him no morе
Went in the store to grab a fifty
Thеy ain't have 'em no more
One artist did song with my opps
Don't wanna sign him no more
I had to fall back off the drink
'cause I was soundin' too slow
The plug dropped me off some pounds
I made him vanish for sure
My city never show no love
That's why I'm taxin' for shows
I was locked up in the county
I wasn't askin' for hoes
Nigga said that he gon' kill me
Now he askin' for poles

Bitch, gon' look my brother up like he
Ain't just fuck the summer up
Call the opps like, "Where
You at? Lil' bitch
Go pick your brother up"
One of y'all niggas got caught
'cause he think he slick (Uh, huh)
One of them niggas got caught lackin'
Is he dead? (Uh, huh)
He ain't have his gun on him, he a dumb dumb
What kinda gun he got hit
With? A lil' some-some pull up on 'em
Watch his face and watch 'em run-run
Drop a man, like, why you do that? Man
A lil' fun she suck my dick and swallow nut
Just for a hun dun
I'm mixin' purple with the yellow
Call me 'Bron-'Bron
All these rappers soundin' like my kids
I call 'em son-son
We bringin' rappers to the 'Raq
Just bring your gun-gun

We caught the last one we want
Ain't gotta find him no more
Went in the store to grab a fifty
They ain't have 'em no more
One artist did song with my opps
Don't wanna sign him no more
I had to fall back off the drink
'cause I was soundin' too slow
The plug dropped me off some pounds
I made him vanish for sure
My city never show no love
That's why I'm taxin' for shows
I was locked up in the county
I wasn't askin' for hoes
Nigga said that he gon' kill me
Now he askin' for poles

With a bitch, I'm out here lurkin'
(I'm out here lurkin')
And at the age of fifteen I had a thirty
(I had a thirty)
Ain't had a 'cause of work, boy
I did his ass dirty, damn
(Boom, boom)
Know we ain't playin' around (Nah, nah)
Boy, ain't no standin' down (Damn, damn)
Let's go kick down a opp (What?)
His bitch ass had me down (Boom, boom)
See, I'm just tryna (Damn, damn)
Just tryna put shit down (Boom, boom)
Don't get caught in no crowd (Boom, boom)
You what we smokin' now (yeah, boom)

We caught the last one we want
Ain't gotta find him no more
(Ain't gotta find him no more)
Went in the store to grab a fifty
They ain't have 'em no more
(But they ain't have 'em no more)
One artist did song with my opps
Don't wanna sign him no more
(Don't wanna sign him no more)
I had to fall back off the drink
'cause I was soundin' too slow
('Cause I was soundin' too slow)