No Auto, Pt. 2

[Intro]
Go, go
I'm fucking rockstar, ain't rapper no more
Motherfucker rocsktar, rockstar Timo
Big 30, nigga
Motherfucker rocsktar, I ain't no rapper no more
No cap, go
Fucking rat, we don't fuck with no rats, nigga
Go, go

[Verse]
You know you don't be stepping, you a witness
Come right through your chimney, light you up like it's christmas
Fuck them Perc's, fuck them X's, I just be sipping
Pour a eight of Wock', my tolerance higher than your rent be
Been going up, niggas looking at me silly
I never changed on my dawgs, I'm still with [?]
Percocet, Adderall, I'm in the stu' making hits
Nigga play with me, took off the head, ain't no memory
'Member stomping they rapper out
They scrеaming, "Stop, Timothy"
'Member hitting they cuts, fucking thеm up
I know you remember me
I don't take him serious, that nigga real name Timmy
Foenem got his lo', I ain't do shit, them niggas silly
Most my opps some bitches, that's a fact
[?]
Seven-six-two hit you, ain't no coming back
Gotta [?], hit that back, he just got slatt
I'ma ball hard for them racks, I don't tote no fucking TEC's
All chops, leave you stretched, just like that
Creeping through the night like a bat
Your homie died, you ain't lift a muscle yet
That a soldier, he a vet, this shit crazy how it is
How we live, hood legend 'cause he got killed on a drill
Setting theyself up on them pills, throwing down and getting lit up
Catch a body and skip town, that boy got hit upside his shit
Hit they block so many times
They TEC's smooth, talking about they quick
I would never did nothing with you if I knew you was a snitch
[?] like you ain't rat, you ain't right, you get killed

[Outro]
You ain't right, fucking rat
You know who the fuck I'm talking to
Everybody know who the fuck I'm talking to
Fucking rat, free the gang
Fuck them, fuck all rats, all them rats
All them rats, nigga