[Chorus: Future & Scalladosis]
Automatic, it came with no ceiling (Automatic)
All this trappin' it got you offended (All trappin’)
Hit a 3-6-0 in a minute (Skrtt)
Then I punch on the gas a lil harder (Skrtt)
Automatic, it came with no ceiling (Automatic)
All this trappin' it got you offended (All trappin')
Hit a 3-6-0 in a minute (Skrtt)
(The one and only, yeah, they call me Scalladosis)
Then I punch on the gas a lil harder (Skrtt)

[Verse 1: Scalladosis]
Punchin’ on the gas, hunnid fifty on the dash
I been goin' so damn fast, wonder if I'm gonna crash
Gotta decide what's gonna pass, or what's gonna end up in the trash
And they don't understand my art, I do it bold and brash (I-I-I)
I feel like Future, I need me a POA
When we get done, yo' career gon' be DOA
Hop in the whip, and then I’m finna speed away
We chippin’ in like it's muh’fuckin' Frito-Lay
Watch how you talk to me, watch yo' profanity
You out here talkin' like you got mad vanity
Fuck it up, make ’em say "Oh, the humanity"
I'm goin' crazy, it feel like insanity
Bands in my account, and I flip 'em like a Tech Deck
Mixin' that luh calm fit with the diamonds when I get dressed
We gon' be alright, I got it covered like a bedspread
I see with that 2020s vision, got the best specs
[Chorus: Future]
Automatic, it came with no ceiling (Automatic)
All this trappin' it got you offended (All trappin')
Hit a 3-6-0 in a minute (Skrtt)
Then I punch on the gas a lil harder (Skrtt)
Automatic, it came with no ceiling (Automatic)
All this trappin' it got you offended (All trappin')
Hit a 3-6-0 in a minute (Skrtt)
Then I punch on the gas a lil harder (Skrtt)

[Verse 2: Scalladosis]
New bitch every other day, I don't fuck with matrimony
They gon' blow me, they gon' wind me up like Omi, y'all don't know me
You say you fuck with me, I call you out 'cause I know you're phony
I don't need that shit, I'm tryna make my double life more Tony
Dr-dr-drivin' too fast to get caught, I ain't gonna get a ticket
Yeah, this shit gone off the rocker, and like soccer, we gon' kick it, yeah
And I be driftin', shiftin' with the stick, but this ain't cricket
When I hop out, I start playin' on offense, but no picket
Filling up the tank and then I skrrt around the city
Haters doin' way too much to catch up, it's a pity
Like I don't understand why everyone like that, it's shitty
I'm hittin' from the back while I be grippin' on her titty
Punchin' right in when I get an idea
Piece by piece, do that shit like Ikea
When I'm in the crowd, hide my face just like Sia
I'm 'bout to swerve out the lot, see ya
[Chorus: Future & Scalladosis]
Automatic, it came with no ceiling (Automatic) (See ya, see ya)
All this trappin' it got you offended (All trappin')
Hit a 3-6-0 in a minute (Skrtt)
Then I punch on the gas a lil harder (Skrtt)
Automatic, it came with no ceiling (Automatic)
All this trappin' it got you offended (All trappin')
Hit a 3-6-0 in a minute (Skrtt)
Then I punch on the gas a lil harder (Skrtt)
Automatic, it came with no ceiling (Automatic)
All this trappin' it got you offended (All trappin')
Hit a 3-6-0 in a minute (Skrtt)
Then I punch on the gas a lil harder (Skrtt)
Automatic, it came with no ceiling (Automatic)
All this trappin' it got you offended (All trappin')
Hit a 3-6-0 in a minute (Skrtt)
(The one and only, yeah, they call me Scalladosis)
Then I punch on the gas a lil harder (Skrtt)