"Autopilot" lyrics
(feat. Bingx)
She wanna ride or die it
I been alone too long in my head
I ain't gon' try to pretend I don't like your company
But she wants my undivided
While I'm out here tryna make rent
Girl you look good in my bed as a friend
But a wifey don't make no sense
Life got me on autopilot
Yeah, I been running on autopilot
She one of my undivided
But I been running on autopilot
Maybe one day when I'm done surviving, oh
No karate but I chop
Smoke got me floating like my body on a yacht
In love with the ambiance and I'll be honest with everybody up in my audience
I probably gotta stop with these hobbies that I got
That got me zombie eyed a lot
Rolling up a joint like why the fuck not?
Gotta get a Rolls Royce driving up the block
That's a bold point like I'm signing on the dot
Keeping it on me, I believe there's people out there
Looking for some reason to harm me
PTSD like I was a G in the army
Leave me in peace, please leave me out your parties
Quite reals' part of my appeal
I don't gotta lie to go monetize how I feel
Dollar bills climbing I'm on a thrill
We are not in common my life's kinda surreal
If Seff wrote it, just know, I meant it
Like, this shit, is set in stone, cemented
I met a woman that said I wouldn't forget it
I took one look then said holy genetics
Is she ready for the chaos Lyst brings?
I don't know her, but I'll play off instincts
This ain't cupid I don't play darts
This is more like getting sprayed on by an AR-15
What a visual I paint on this thing
Lip rings to really make her image addicting
Sips drinks, making them hips swing
Thick ting, so you know that its jiggly jiggling
She's not a diva or pre-madonna
Nor is she like some of these women that feed on drama
She's about as sweet as a bottle of Swedish Piña Colada
The problem is
She wanna ride or die it
I been alone too long in my head
I ain't gon' try to pretend I don't like your company
But she wants my undivided
While I'm out here tryna make rent
Girl, you look good in my bed as a friend
But a wifey don't make no sense
Life got me on autopilot
Yeah, I been running on autopilot
She one of my undivided
But I been running on autopilot
Maybe one day when I'm done surviving, oh
Anyways back to this woman I matched with
Me and her slept in the room on the mattress
Cutie with glasses, beautiful ass
Plenty of fish in the sea but there's too many catfish
She's a shoulda woulda could've been actress
Got me tripping off that gluteus maximus
Everything I do I push it and max it
I been alone too long in my head
I ain't gon' try to pretend I don't like your company
But she wants my undivided
While I'm out here tryna make rent
Girl you look good in my bed as a friend
But a wifey don't make no sense
Life got me on autopilot
Yeah, I been running on autopilot
She one of my undivided
But I been running on autopilot
Maybe one day when I'm done surviving, oh
No karate but I chop
Smoke got me floating like my body on a yacht
In love with the ambiance and I'll be honest with everybody up in my audience
I probably gotta stop with these hobbies that I got
That got me zombie eyed a lot
Rolling up a joint like why the fuck not?
Gotta get a Rolls Royce driving up the block
That's a bold point like I'm signing on the dot
Keeping it on me, I believe there's people out there
Looking for some reason to harm me
PTSD like I was a G in the army
Leave me in peace, please leave me out your parties
Quite reals' part of my appeal
I don't gotta lie to go monetize how I feel
Dollar bills climbing I'm on a thrill
We are not in common my life's kinda surreal
If Seff wrote it, just know, I meant it
Like, this shit, is set in stone, cemented
I met a woman that said I wouldn't forget it
I took one look then said holy genetics
Is she ready for the chaos Lyst brings?
I don't know her, but I'll play off instincts
This ain't cupid I don't play darts
This is more like getting sprayed on by an AR-15
What a visual I paint on this thing
Lip rings to really make her image addicting
Sips drinks, making them hips swing
Thick ting, so you know that its jiggly jiggling
She's not a diva or pre-madonna
Nor is she like some of these women that feed on drama
She's about as sweet as a bottle of Swedish Piña Colada
The problem is
She wanna ride or die it
I been alone too long in my head
I ain't gon' try to pretend I don't like your company
But she wants my undivided
While I'm out here tryna make rent
Girl, you look good in my bed as a friend
But a wifey don't make no sense
Life got me on autopilot
Yeah, I been running on autopilot
She one of my undivided
But I been running on autopilot
Maybe one day when I'm done surviving, oh
Anyways back to this woman I matched with
Me and her slept in the room on the mattress
Cutie with glasses, beautiful ass
Plenty of fish in the sea but there's too many catfish
She's a shoulda woulda could've been actress
Got me tripping off that gluteus maximus
Everything I do I push it and max it
