Autograph (On My Line)

LETRA

Autograph (On My Line)

[Intro]
Why you mad
Why you mad
Why you mad
Why you mad

That’s all I wanna know
Your lookin’ like a joke, try humour at the most
Steady chokin’ on your shade like a dick in your throat
Well if you’re gonna throw shade my way
Maybe you should throw with a little more aim
It’s a cold day in hell,when they dirty up your name
They don’t got no business talkin’ in the first place i’m freezin’

[Verse 1]
All these f*** niggas on my line, damn ni*** you must wanna die tonight
Yeah I rock a choker with a .45 and I know some niggas that are down to ride
All these hatin bitches on my line, damn bitch you must wanna f*** tonight
Let me guess, you’re my biggest fan right?
You wanted an autograph all you had to do was ask woah

But you lookin like an asshole, up on twitter
And you lookin mad woke, talkin bout me
But you lookin bad woah, like the ugly daughter that
I never had woah, and whats up with these lames

Got my name in they mouth like they swallowin my children
I never got why niggas hate, its probably
Cuz im doin better than em anyway
Its probably cuz i get they bitches wetter anyway, it’s

Probably cuz im livin and they’re in a lower place
They walkin in the slums while im vibin outter space
Crash land just to take they girl on a dinner date
When haters see me winnin they just hyperventilate

They always try to stop me but i never hesitate
Just follow all your dreams and when you reach them
Celebrate, that’s the only way to truly make a hater suffocate

[Hook]
All these f*** niggas on my line, damn ni*** you must wanna die tonight
Yeah I rock a choker with a .45 and I know some niggas that are down to ride
All these hatin bitches on my line, damn bitch you must wanna f*** tonight
Let me guess, you’re my biggest fan right?
You wanted an autograph all you had to do was ask woah

[Verse 2]
Why you mad (x4)
That’s all I wanna know
Your lookin like a joke try humor at the most
Steady chokin on your shade like a dick in your throat
Well if you’re gonna throw shade my way

Maybe you should throw with a little more aim
It’s a cold day in hell when they dirty up your name
They don’t got no business talkin in the first place i’m freezin
But these haters not breathin
Stevie wonder to these haters no seein
And I don’t believe it they hate me hate me for no reason

[Hook]
All these f*** niggas on my line, damn ni*** you must wanna die tonight
Yeah I rock a choker with a .45 and i know some niggas that are down to ride
All these hatin bitches on my line, damn bitch you must wanna f*** tonight
Let me guess, you’re my biggest fan right?
You wanted an autograph all you had to do was ask woah