No Auto, Pt. 2

Lyrics

[Intro] Go, go I'm fucking rockstar, ain't rapper no more Motherfucker rocsktar, rockstar Timo Big 30, nigga Motherfucker rocsktar, I ain't no rapper no more No cap, go Fucking rat, we don't fuck with no rats, nigga Go, go [Verse] You know you don't be stepping, you a witness Come right through your chimney, light you up like it's christmas Fuck them Perc's, fuck them X's, I just be sipping Pour a eight of Wock', my tolerance higher than your rent be Been going up, niggas looking at me silly I never changed on my dawgs, I'm still with [?] Percocet, Adderall, I'm in the stu' making hits Nigga play with me, took off the head, ain't no memory 'Member stomping they rapper out They scrеaming, "Stop, Timothy" 'Member hitting they cuts, fucking thеm up I know you remember me I don't take him serious, that nigga real name Timmy Foenem got his lo', I ain't do shit, them niggas silly Most my opps some bitches, that's a fact [?] Seven-six-two hit you, ain't no coming back Gotta [?], hit that back, he just got slatt I'ma ball hard for them racks, I don't tote no fucking TEC's All chops, leave you stretched, just like that Creeping through the night like a bat Your homie died, you ain't lift a muscle yet That a soldier, he a vet, this shit crazy how it is How we live, hood legend 'cause he got killed on a drill Setting theyself up on them pills, throwing down and getting lit up Catch a body and skip town, that boy got hit upside his shit Hit they block so many times They TEC's smooth, talking about they quick I would never did nothing with you if I knew you was a snitch [?] like you ain't rat, you ain't right, you get killed [Outro] You ain't right, fucking rat You know who the fuck I'm talking to Everybody know who the fuck I'm talking to Fucking rat, free the gang Fuck them, fuck all rats, all them rats All them rats, nigga