Sin V Style - Autopilot lyrics

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Sin V Style - Autopilot lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Shouts out to Sin V Style man Another hot beat Shout out my boy Lynch for sending me this, hot beat This for all my slab riders (Let that ride, Let that ride) This for all my slab riders man Who ride around town just to waste gas man You know how we do (Yeah) If you got you a old school time machine Let me see you slide down the freeway to this song man You know how we go Let's get it, gang [Verse 1] Ridin' Fo's wrapped in pirellis Grip to the ground, and crawl through the crowd You hear the engine purr on that chevy Its like a lioness in the hood Two 12's hittin' so good A lot of haters wanna jack nowadays When I'm 'round my way I ain't only grippin' wood Watching how I'm ridin' Chrome lips on the candy Splinters from my steering wheel But right hand on that poonani But I'm just joking shawty I know that you know it shawty Her lips so clean She ain't never had lean Baby sip that potion shawty Stay focus shawty 'Round the way Is you down to skate? In a oldschool 'lac finna clown today Everybody got a slab when you round my state Swang on one time, make 'em pound they brakes Cruisin' down Camp Wisdom Seen a car show and got turnt But it's hot in Texas Getting kinda sweaty So I left before I got burnt Back in the whip hittin' bu*tons A/C full blast, straight cuttin' Dorothy keep me straight, I washed her yesterday I wouldn't trade her in for nothing And you can bet that, that's on me She my Cinderella with the chrome feet Windows so dark I done gone to sleep And if you looking for your girl she done gone with me [Chorus} Ridin' (ridin') Whippin' (whippin') Filling up my cup That purple stuff, you know what I'm sipping' Ridin' (ridin') Tippin' (tippin') All up in my car She match my pant the way that she drippin' (Drip drip drip drip) Ridin' Chrome (chrome) Crankin' up my ba** Me and my neighbors can't get along Ridin' I'm gone (gone) Take off to the moon Just flicked my autopilot back on [Verse 2] Back on the block, its a Sunday (Phew!) Maybe you can ride baby, one day But don't reach right there That's where the gun stay Don't nobody need to know how I do it Full tank got my ride so fluid Could've been you but baby girl you blew it Speakers so loud Can't help but listen to it (Yikes) Big rims how I'm floatin' Vanilla scent, it smell so potent Big body how I control it Space and time is moving slow motion And you know how I rock it (rock it) Might take off in that rocket (rocket) Pull the keys up out my pocket Feels so good to hear it crank with no knockin' Mash on the gas, no stoppin' SS coupe, so your friend's no option Flick on my lights when i know that they watchin' Remember when my car wouldn't crank without knockin' But most of you should know I'm cooler than the snow Spill some drank all on my flo' And to the curb is where you go [Bridge] Aye And y'all think that it's a game But in the Triple D you know we do this every day Aye Y'all think that it's a game When you see me in the streets You know my car before my name [Chorus] Ridin' (ridin') Whippin' (whippin') Filling up my cup That purple stuff, you know what I'm sipping' Ridin' (ridin') Tippin' (tippin') All up in my car She match my pant the way that she drippin' (Drip drip drip drip) Ridin' Chrome (chrome) Crankin' up my ba** Me and my neighbors can't get along Ridin' I'm gone (gone) Take off to the moon Just flicked my autopilot back on