Autumn Bins No Good Lyrics
Bins No Good! by Autumn
[Verse 1: Autumn]
Yeah!
We ain't on a tour bus just for nothing
Ain't no. Com, nigga, . Onion
Got a new piece plug out in London
Hit em, prayin for the methods
Just clocked two Smith and Wesson's
Bins no good on the page just refresh it
Good drank be my beverage
Real icq in a Lexus
Robbed him for his bitcoin, shit, that was a present
If the shit look too good don't press it
Went and made a wallet, ran it up and copped a Lexus
[Verse 2: Summrs]
Bet his lil hoe hip to me
New season Prada drip on me
We keep on emptying clips, on me
Sorry, please don't bring your bitch 'round me, yeah
She gon get fucked, yeah
I just drive the Benz got to pick it up
She drop that ass and she pick it up
Stars on the roof of the Bentley truck, yeah
New check finna fuck it up
She just got on her knees finna perc her up
This is Saint Laurent, lil button up
We brought the Wraiths, [?]
She want to stay up with us
Diamonds on the bust down
Finna count a hunnit up now
And your Asian getting fucked now
Back then [?] say "Wassup" now
These niggas my sons
Tell her "Put your hair in a bun"
Thinkin' shit funny to bring them K's out, to spray a hunnid
She say she done, yeah, I'm like "Ok bet, I'm hungry"
[Outro: Autumn and Summrs]
Yeah!
We ain't on a tour bus just for nothing
Ain't no. Com, nigga, . Onion
Got a new piece plug out in London
Hit em, prayin for the methods
Just clocked two Smith and Wesson's
Bins no good on the page just refresh it
Good drank be my beverage
Got your bitch in my possession
And the Oxy my obsession, yeah
[?], yeah
[?] confession, yeah
In a Wraith [?]
Yeah!
We ain't on a tour bus just for nothing
Ain't no. Com, nigga, . Onion
Got a new piece plug out in London
Hit em, prayin for the methods
Just clocked two Smith and Wesson's
Bins no good on the page just refresh it
Good drank be my beverage
Real icq in a Lexus
Robbed him for his bitcoin, shit, that was a present
If the shit look too good don't press it
Went and made a wallet, ran it up and copped a Lexus
[Verse 2: Summrs]
Bet his lil hoe hip to me
New season Prada drip on me
We keep on emptying clips, on me
Sorry, please don't bring your bitch 'round me, yeah
She gon get fucked, yeah
I just drive the Benz got to pick it up
She drop that ass and she pick it up
Stars on the roof of the Bentley truck, yeah
New check finna fuck it up
She just got on her knees finna perc her up
This is Saint Laurent, lil button up
We brought the Wraiths, [?]
She want to stay up with us
Diamonds on the bust down
Finna count a hunnit up now
And your Asian getting fucked now
Back then [?] say "Wassup" now
These niggas my sons
Tell her "Put your hair in a bun"
Thinkin' shit funny to bring them K's out, to spray a hunnid
She say she done, yeah, I'm like "Ok bet, I'm hungry"
[Outro: Autumn and Summrs]
Yeah!
We ain't on a tour bus just for nothing
Ain't no. Com, nigga, . Onion
Got a new piece plug out in London
Hit em, prayin for the methods
Just clocked two Smith and Wesson's
Bins no good on the page just refresh it
Good drank be my beverage
Got your bitch in my possession
And the Oxy my obsession, yeah
[?], yeah
[?] confession, yeah
In a Wraith [?]