Automatic
Never tragic
Now I'm rappin'
What just happen
Y'all keep laughing
I ain't laughing
And you know I'm never trappin'
I'm volcanic
You are plastic
With no fashion
And we classic
They dramatic
Rappers gassin'
Bad habits
Bad habits, and it's kinda bad tho
Look at me, Mii, on the Nintendo
All my friends just trynna get the clout though
Keep my things secured, just like a password
Yeah, and I always put the work in
Every day, I'm consistently learning
How to get good, How to write good
How to spit bars, so the studio is burning
How'd I get the money?
Automatic
How'd I get the fame?
Automatic
How do I keep running?
Automatic
How'd they find my name?
Automatic
Wish I'd put it back yeah
Sayin' Issa fact yeah
I don't make these racks yeah
Who said I was wack yeah
And you know you are wack
Punch you in your little back
Camoflaw will never lack
Camoflaw will come right back
Started on 6
And they smoke cigs
All these lil haters saying I ain't worth it
And these lil rappers saying they making hits
I am surprised they on the top of the list
Started with me
And these fifties
I'll always be the one you cannot be
Can't defeat me
Cannot see me
All these fake friends saying that they need me
Oh, you kinda crazy
You kinda lazy
I am not eighteen
Doing this daily
Yah, you better pay me
Yah, In a Mercedes
Yah, Catching all this hate
Call me Tom Brady
Look at the hook, and the shoot, and the food
Sitting on the chair and I think about you
Message the haters, say just do you
Lemme come through, and you gonna sue
Now you see me just working in the stud'
Now I'm kinda lucky and I got the bamboo's
All these people sensitive, I can see through
Everyone going nuts, call em cashews
Figure Eights, all the away, on Rainbow Road
My head ain't that big, don't call me Toad
And you know I miss the times, back with Mario
But nowadays all we got are the GOATS
All these lil parents and the kids and the soap
Why do the rappers always talk about coke
You know it'll lead to your death
They'll make you rest, right in your bed
How'd I get the money?
Automatic
How'd I get the fame?
Automatic
How do I keep running?
Automatic
How'd they find my name?
Automatic
Camoflaw - Automatic Lyrics
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Automatic
Never tragic
Now I'm rappin'
What just happen
Y'all keep laughing
I ain't laughing
And you know I'm never trappin'
I'm volcanic
You are plastic
With no fashion
And we classic
They dramatic
Rappers gassin'
Bad habits
Bad habits, and it's kinda bad tho
Look at me, Mii, on the Nintendo
All my friends just trynna get the clout though
Keep my things secured, just like a password
Yeah, and I always put the work in
Every day, I'm consistently learning
How to get good, How to write good
How to spit bars, so the studio is burning
How'd I get the money?
Automatic
How'd I get the fame?
Automatic
How do I keep running?
Automatic
How'd they find my name?
Automatic
Wish I'd put it back yeah
Sayin' Issa fact yeah
I don't make these racks yeah
Who said I was wack yeah
And you know you are wack
Punch you in your little back
Camoflaw will never lack
Camoflaw will come right back
Started on 6
And they smoke cigs
All these lil haters saying I ain't worth it
And these lil rappers saying they making hits
I am surprised they on the top of the list
Started with me
And these fifties
I'll always be the one you cannot be
Can't defeat me
Cannot see me
All these fake friends saying that they need me
Oh, you kinda crazy
You kinda lazy
I am not eighteen
Doing this daily
Yah, you better pay me
Yah, In a Mercedes
Yah, Catching all this hate
Call me Tom Brady
Look at the hook, and the shoot, and the food
Sitting on the chair and I think about you
Message the haters, say just do you
Lemme come through, and you gonna sue
Now you see me just working in the stud'
Now I'm kinda lucky and I got the bamboo's
All these people sensitive, I can see through
Everyone going nuts, call em cashews
Figure Eights, all the away, on Rainbow Road
My head ain't that big, don't call me Toad
And you know I miss the times, back with Mario
But nowadays all we got are the GOATS
All these lil parents and the kids and the soap
Why do the rappers always talk about coke
You know it'll lead to your death
They'll make you rest, right in your bed
How'd I get the money?
Automatic
How'd I get the fame?
Automatic
How do I keep running?
Automatic
How'd they find my name?
Automatic
Never tragic
Now I'm rappin'
What just happen
Y'all keep laughing
I ain't laughing
And you know I'm never trappin'
I'm volcanic
You are plastic
With no fashion
And we classic
They dramatic
Rappers gassin'
Bad habits
Bad habits, and it's kinda bad tho
Look at me, Mii, on the Nintendo
All my friends just trynna get the clout though
Keep my things secured, just like a password
Yeah, and I always put the work in
Every day, I'm consistently learning
How to get good, How to write good
How to spit bars, so the studio is burning
How'd I get the money?
Automatic
How'd I get the fame?
Automatic
How do I keep running?
Automatic
How'd they find my name?
Automatic
Wish I'd put it back yeah
Sayin' Issa fact yeah
I don't make these racks yeah
Who said I was wack yeah
And you know you are wack
Punch you in your little back
Camoflaw will never lack
Camoflaw will come right back
Started on 6
And they smoke cigs
All these lil haters saying I ain't worth it
And these lil rappers saying they making hits
I am surprised they on the top of the list
Started with me
And these fifties
I'll always be the one you cannot be
Can't defeat me
Cannot see me
All these fake friends saying that they need me
Oh, you kinda crazy
You kinda lazy
I am not eighteen
Doing this daily
Yah, you better pay me
Yah, In a Mercedes
Yah, Catching all this hate
Call me Tom Brady
Look at the hook, and the shoot, and the food
Sitting on the chair and I think about you
Message the haters, say just do you
Lemme come through, and you gonna sue
Now you see me just working in the stud'
Now I'm kinda lucky and I got the bamboo's
All these people sensitive, I can see through
Everyone going nuts, call em cashews
Figure Eights, all the away, on Rainbow Road
My head ain't that big, don't call me Toad
And you know I miss the times, back with Mario
But nowadays all we got are the GOATS
All these lil parents and the kids and the soap
Why do the rappers always talk about coke
You know it'll lead to your death
They'll make you rest, right in your bed
How'd I get the money?
Automatic
How'd I get the fame?
Automatic
How do I keep running?
Automatic
How'd they find my name?
Automatic
Writer: Phillip Kravtsov
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid