Automatic
DopeBoy DQ Lyrics
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Shout out the guys
Automatic forty
Switch on the back, I'ma take me a trip
We the real East, yeah we runnin' this shit
I did some time now I'm back in this bitch
We tryna win, yeah we tryna get rich
I get a pack, break it down, take a trip
And you know me, yeah I'm back in this bitch
The summer ain't over
City hot, forgot it's October
Fuck that, just call it Glocktober
Gotta drop off my bitch, it's over
I don't want no pill, do it sober
Send shots till niggas fall over
And if she rock with the fours, disown her
New Glock came right from the border
First things first
These niggas don't want no beef, they pups
You know who's runnin' the East
Me and my niggas, we runnin' the streets
Fuck these yutes, they don't really want beef
You better start steppin', better use your feet
You know me and my niggas just creep
On the highway or your back streets
Dizzdot, yeah, you know where I be, yo
We came up from nothin', we been through a lot
Yeah, we been through the struggle
I still made a way for my people
Cause I was taught to get off my ass and hustle
Get back, you don't know about that shit
You don't know about spinnin' blocks then empty clips
Really off the net, they stay on the net
They don't get that, they givin' the police tips
I did time now I'm back, cause I took a risk
Put his name on the list, take him off the list
And I know that the opps, they be watchin' this
But we be on they block, we be lockin' in. And the fiends fell in love, they be coppin' it
And if bro, gets the wheels then I'm hoppin' in
Police lookin' for niggas, they stalkin' em
10 toes, on range, know I'm rockin' em
Yo, if you slide on the ends, best shoot first spin
If you spin back twice, we gon' rise and rip
Pop out the cut, aim for eyes and lips
I don't care what I'm wearin', it stay on the hip
White T, Amiri, or a Monclizz
Fuck the courtside yutes no, they ain't on shit
You ain't ride for your bro, nigga, stop this
We the real East End, I'll show you bodness
Free the dawgs dem free all the YO's
Like hyenas, them young niggas wild. Free Riz out the can, free wild
Haven't seen broski in a while
And free thoro the East End menace
Creep up, pop up out the crevice
Gotta stack all them racks, no tennis
Catch a body and fly out to Venice, gang
Automatic forty
Switch on the back, I'ma take me a trip
We the real East, yeah we runnin' this shit
I did some time now I'm back in this bitch
We tryna win, yeah we tryna get rich
I get a pack, break it down, take a trip
And you know me, yeah I'm back in this bitch
City hot, forgot it's October
Fuck that, just call it Glocktober
Gotta drop off my bitch, it's over
I don't want no pill, do it sober
Send shots till niggas fall over
And if she rock with the fours, disown her
New Glock came right from the border
First things first
These niggas don't want no beef, they pups
You know who's runnin' the East
Me and my niggas, we runnin' the streets
Fuck these yutes, they don't really want beef
You better start steppin', better use your feet
You know me and my niggas just creep
On the highway or your back streets
Dizzdot, yeah, you know where I be, yo
We came up from nothin', we been through a lot
Yeah, we been through the struggle
I still made a way for my people
Cause I was taught to get off my ass and hustle
Get back, you don't know about that shit
You don't know about spinnin' blocks then empty clips
Really off the net, they stay on the net
They don't get that, they givin' the police tips
I did time now I'm back, cause I took a risk
Put his name on the list, take him off the list
And I know that the opps, they be watchin' this
But we be on they block, we be lockin' in. And the fiends fell in love, they be coppin' it
And if bro, gets the wheels then I'm hoppin' in
Police lookin' for niggas, they stalkin' em
10 toes, on range, know I'm rockin' em
Yo, if you slide on the ends, best shoot first spin
If you spin back twice, we gon' rise and rip
Pop out the cut, aim for eyes and lips
I don't care what I'm wearin', it stay on the hip
White T, Amiri, or a Monclizz
Fuck the courtside yutes no, they ain't on shit
You ain't ride for your bro, nigga, stop this
We the real East End, I'll show you bodness
Free the dawgs dem free all the YO's
Like hyenas, them young niggas wild. Free Riz out the can, free wild
Haven't seen broski in a while
And free thoro the East End menace
Creep up, pop up out the crevice
Gotta stack all them racks, no tennis
Catch a body and fly out to Venice, gang
The lyrics to DopeBoy DQ's song "Automatic" convey a sense of confidence and pride in claiming dominance over their territory. The artist starts by giving a shoutout to their crew, followed by a reference to an automatic forty, which likely represents a firearm. They mention taking a trip, possibly referring to a drug deal or engaging in illegal activities. The lyrics mention being from the real East, suggesting that they are the true representatives of their neighborhood and are running things in that area. They also allude to having served time in prison but are now back and focused on winning and getting wealthy. There is an aggressive tone in the lyrics with references to sending shots and disowning those who are not loyal.
Lyrics ยฉ O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: DaReal Jsav, Dizz Dot, DopeBoy DQ
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