MoStack - Autogas lyrics

[Intro: Big Narstie] Ba** Man is on auto (Gas) Gyal is on auto (Gas, base) Man is on auto (Gas) Gyal is on auto (Gas, base) Auto (Gas) Auto (Gas) Auto (Gas) Auto (yeah) [Verse 1: Tinie Tempah] Uh, yeah, I put these hoes all in their place, uh Rudeboy, I keep my bros all in my place, uh Real diamonds in my Audemars, not fake, uh Real pictures all on my Instagram, it's not fake, n***a I praise the lord like 40 times a day Linked up with Dumi last week, he said it's time to regulate He said it's time to regulate Them private jets come early, never late Rappers be stuck in a pickle Like, 'Who want to f** with the kiddo?' They s** when they dribble Malcolm got stuck in the middle With two models up in the limo Should upload the video Ferrari, Versace, [?], Bacardi Want something from Bizzle, she drunk on the dizzle Definitely f**ing, she buff and she jiggle Yeah, I also told you, she shut down the shizzle Gossip, I read the blogs on this gossip Heard my man's got dough online but no real dough in his pocket Ha, swagger with lowkey cos credit card in my wallet Dun know, it's all good babe, I do it B.I.G, Chris Wallace, let's go, uh Tell me if you're naughty, shawty Tell me if you're naughty Change your life girl, you're that Spice Girl I know Scary, Posh and Sporty I know black girls don't like white boys White boys don't like white noise You didn't buy "Pa** Out" or "Wifey" That sh** I don't like, boy [Bridge: Big Narstie] Base Man is on auto (Gas) Gyal is on auto (Gas, base) Man is on auto (Gas) Gyal is on auto (Gas, base) Auto (Gas, yeah) Auto (Gas, yeah) Auto (Gas, yeah) Auto (Gas, yeah) Man is on auto (Gas) Gyal is on auto (Gas, base) Man is on auto (Gas) Gyal is on auto (Gas, base) Auto (Gas, yeah) Auto (Gas, yeah) Auto (Gas, yeah) Auto (Gas, yeah) [Verse 2: MoStack] And now these droppers wanna love me I knew we'd run the city someday Mess around with who? It's gunplay f** what Mum says, we even turn up on Sunday Now they know me in another country She gave her number even though I'm ugly Hey yo, my brother, look we've come a long way Yeah, we've come a long way, yeah, we've come a long way Vibing and I'm feeling bubbly I don't trust a soul, so nobody trusts me Motherf** my teacher cause she never liked me (f** her) Talk about the dough, I be munching pasties I swear I've been living grimy Label want my tunes, but nobody's signed me (no label) I'm with a white girl and she's popping molly (molly) Neighbours complain, we won't stop the party [Verse 3: Tinie Tempah] We got the tint up, we moving the white Got Jungle Fever, I'm loving the white In Saint-Tropez and I'm all in the white I'm in Dubai, b**h, I'm clubbing in white A45, want it in white I just got it in black, but I want it in white My n***as do UFC 9 till 5 Get the Cîroc, mix it all with the Sprite Get the Cîroc, watching p**n on the flight London to Manchester, all in a night Didn't even know she's a who*e on the sly Girl telling lies when she swore on her life Dom Pérignon in the morn in the sky Told her that she can have more if she likes Pop open a drink, and she snorting a line Told her she buff but she know that she nice [Verse 4: Big Narstie] I've got balls of steel I am the militant black guy BDL, paratrooper Salute the magpie I'll high-five man's face If a n***a don't act right Base, *fanfare* Vibes, it's that time Bomb has landed Pain and base: my branding I'm sitting in the captain's cabin Man's confused like how did this happen? Flying carpet king, I'll challenge Street rat to king, avoided Bing, now the in-thing I am (the true Aladdin) Bottle of Henny and ready to go Base Defence League all in my zone I smoke zoots and roll Take man's chain and go I paid that iron price Came from the iron life Only kings wear gold There's no game to the thrones Burst the pipe, let's go Burst the pipe, let's go Step up the levels, I climb for the bezel I shine, it's peak for the levels of I It's peak for the metal may fly Only God knows this life I chose And rose my soul to fry It's skull and bones Black and chrome, no snitching and hope to die AL, bang bang, dun know, thugging it Better have the block, I'm up in it Usain Bolt, I'm running it I need all, not some of it Pick up the pace, let's double it Gyal link me, Ann Summers it Muay thai dick to the face, she's s**ing it [?] black man, but she was bugging it [?] f**ing it [Verse 5: MoStack & Tinie Tempah] I know white girls with black features Shaped bum, had mad shishas I know white girls who go to black church With their black friends and play Black Jesus That turn up and burn up Get grounded if their Dad sees this This Junk Food, but in the new year I've got a new album with mad features You've got my guy, you've got that yout You've got my man, but no n***as I don't sip lean, I said 'llow that I said safe fam, I'm OK I took his girl, I took that girl With no game and no chain My mandem said no way Nuff white girl, no c**aine [Outro: Tinie Tempah] Know that she nice Know that she nice