Autopilot (Single Version)

[Verse 1]
One, tryna get
Fill my trunk
These humps, wibble-wabble-wibble
When we hit a speed bump
Tres, look, mom, no hands, got a man I can lean on
Bumping Celine in Little Italy with the heat on
Big boy on the grill
I'm a queen, all I see is green
Twenty dollar bills
Exotic fruit basket, life still
Put your money where mouth is like grills

[Chorus]
Ride with me, papichulo (Losing control)
Stick my head out the window (Snuggle me up)
We ain't touching that wheel, though (Wherever we go)
Te voy a montar, pero el carro—
Papi, I ain't mad, I'm just doing me
Need space and time, eau de vie (Spray)
Kept my feelings in a bottle, now I know I'm hard to follow
And the truth is hard to swallow

[Verse 2]
Want this cream, no gelato
Non-fiction
Milking this game like there's no tomorrow
Autopilot, digital wallets
Iced-out watches
Fingers in deep while you watching
Hands-on experience
Every day is a holiday
Another mother****ing dollar day (Gemini)
Splash, muddy puddles
Third eye, dollar sign, dice roll
See my money double
Half-time show, badman Dio
Vamos a cojer en el Rio
Pelados on a speed boat
Tengo todos los cheat codes

[Chorus]
Ride with me, papichulo (Losing control)
Stick my head out the window (Snuggle me up)
We ain't touching that wheel, though (Wherever we go)
Te voy a montar, pero el carro (No e' mio)
Papi, I ain't mad, I'm just doing me (Doing me)
Need space and time, eau de vie (Spray)
Kept my feelings in a bottle, now I know I'm hard to follow
And the truth is hard to swallow
Kept my feelings in a bottle, now I know I'm hard to follow
And the truth is hard to swallow
Want this cream, no gelato
Kept my feelings in a bottle, now I know I'm hard to follow
And the truth is hard to swallow

[Bridge]
You know, the sad part about Chick-Fil-A
Is that it's closed on Sundays
Chick-Fil-A doesn't exist in Canada
But we should have that type of drive-thru
'Cause its so crispy, so delicious, so yummy
Just like you are

[Chorus]
Ride with me, papichulo (Losing control)
Stick my head out the window (Snuggle me up)
We ain't touching that wheel, though (Wherever we go)
Te voy a montar, pero el carro (No e' mio)

[Outro]
Kept my feelings in a bottle, now I know I'm hard to follow
And the truth is hard to swallow