Autumn! - Can’t Rent Anymore! Lyrics

Autumn! Can’t Rent Anymore! cover art

Can’t Rent Anymore! Lyrics – Autumn!

Fuck wrong with this nigga
Think I give a fuck about a damn rental
Fuck wrong with you nigga
Like, bitch I’m rich, give a fuck about no damn rental (Woah, woah)
An M and countin’, bout to be two M’s up after I drop GC3, dumb ass niggas (Yeah)

Run up an M, made this shit like I’m scamming
Fentanyl diamonds, they crazy they dancin’ (Yeah)
Fucking this bitch, gave her back and she canceled
44 OD on my side, that’s a hammer
Barcode on me, and that bitch Alabama
Darker on me, now she calling me Santa (Ha)
White on White tank, yeah that’s Hannah Montana
If she play her part she get new Gucci Sandals (Woah)
Can’t wife these hoes they burnt out like a candle
Yellow and fake, that bitch look like a scramble
Straight out the swamp, now I camp in a mansion
I need a new roster, it’s time for expansion
If her friend look better, then I might just chance it
Marc kit, these my type of enhancements
I don’t do leases, I only advance it
The label want to send me two mil’ for advancement

Blowin’ this money do that with a passion
Go in the trap, race that bitch, then I crash it
I do this shit by my own, I’m a savage
Ain’t’ tryna’ beef less you droppin’ the addy
Hit from the side now she callin’ me daddy
She talkin time, she think I’m romantic
Won’t hit again, send a bitch in her panties
Yacht same size as Titanic (Yeah)
I’m not a killer, but please do not push me
Plastic right next to the P90 chopper
Think she upgraded, that nigga a rookie (Yeah)
Brown on my Jeep, guess the Challenger cookie
Schoolin’ these niggas, now they playin’ hookie
He say he humble, but I say he pussy
Ain’t’ got a lease, or 10 piece you can’t book me
I still remember when ASJ tried book me
They talking five, but I went bought a new one
She ain’t’ see this one before, its the new one (Woo)
He tried to sample One Way had to sue em’
I post a picture, these hoes get to spammin’
Money and power my favorite advantage
V12 the Aston the Martin it vanish
My UK niggas still ATM jammin’
MSR on the backseat when we scannin’

Run up an M, made this shit like I’m scammin’
Fentanyl diamonds, they crazy they dancin’ (Ew)
Fucking this bitch, gave her back and she canceled
44 OD on my side, that’s a hammer (Woah)
Barcode on me, and that bitch Alabama
Darker on me, now she calling me Santa
White on White tank, yeah that’s Hannah Montana (Wah)
If she play her part she get new Gucci Sandals
Can’t wife these hoes they burnt out like a candle
Yellow and fake, that bitch look like a scramble (Wah)
Straight out the swamp, now I camp in a mansion
I need a new roster, it’s time for expansion
If her friend look better, then I might just chance it
Mark kit, these my type of enhancements (Wah)
I don’t do leases, I only advance it
The label want to send me two mil’ for advancement

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