[Intro: Project Pat, Lil Glock, S.O.G. & Logic]
Yeah, man, y'all know how a n***a do this shit, my n***a
North Memphis takin' over, blow a n***a's ass off
Deep in the bushes, see I'm scopin' with that red dot
North Memphis takin' over, blow a n***a's ass off
Deep in the bushes, see I'm scopin' with that red dot
(What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the fuck up!")

[Chorus: Juicy J]
Automatic red dot, automatic red dot
Automatic red dot, red dot, red dot
Automatic red dot, automatic red dot
Automatic red dot, red dot, red dot
This that F.N., new edition, red dot, red dot
This that Glizzy with the switches, red dot, red dot
Automatic red dot, automatic red dot
Automatic red dot, red dot, red dot

[Verse 1: Project Pat]
Draco [for ?] a face shot
Dreadlocks turn to blood clots
N***as playin' with blocks, runnin' into drug spots
Try your luck to get shot, red beam on a Glock
My n***as kill, like a bad record deal, you'll get dropped
I jugged a bag on that ass, made you bitch-n***as mad (Mm)
Bust a nut in your bitch mouth and got on down on that ass
Fast money, two-seaters, suckers runnin' like cheetahs
Wish you nine millimeters
Blow yo' ass out your sneakers
I made money off tweakers
Cut them deals like on features
Cut off bitches, they leeches
All my nun n***as creatures
VVS on my teeth is
I'ma get my respect-ah (Mane)
AK-40 eat your flesh, Hannibal Lector
[Chorus: Juicy J & S.O.G.]
Automatic red dot, automatic red dot
Automatic red dot, red dot, red dot
Automatic red dot, automatic red dot
Automatic red dot, red dot, red dot
This that F.N., new edition, red dot, red dot
This that Glizzy with the switches, red dot, red dot
Automatic red dot, automatic red dot
Deep in the bushes, see I'm scopin' with that red dot

[Verse 2: Juicy J]
Yeah, really don't like the Draco
M-16 okay though
New red beam, rojo
New .44, ocho, fully automatic holos
Is that a high point? That's a no-no
My group tatted, [cholo ?]
N***a call a shooter, bro-bro
What you gon' do with a thirty and a n***a got a switch? Put a hundred up on it, huh
N***as like made out here in these streets, man, you gotta start runnin' up on it, huh
Man, that shit hurt, don't it?
STD, he burnin', huh
You put it on his ass, you put it on his mind
I bet you he learnin', huh
Bitches lookin' up my new worth, wonderin' what he earnin'
I ain't trippin' on no ho, man, I just get my turn in
Man, this money don't stop for nothin', the world gon' keep on turnin'
These n***as shootin', ain't doin' no talkin'
Lil' n***a, this ain't no sermon
[Outro: Lil Glock & S.O.G.]
North Memphis takin' over, blow a n***a's ass off
Deep in the bushes, see I'm scopin' with that red dot
North Memphis takin' over, blow a n***a's ass off
Deep in the bushes, see I'm scopin' with that red dot
North Memphis takin' over, blow a n***a's ass off
Deep in the bushes, see I'm scopin' with that red dot
North Memphis takin' over, blow a n***a's ass off
Deep in the bushes, see I'm scopin' with that red dot