"Autograph V3" lyrics
I fucked up, so I talk with a slur
Think about money, I don't think about her
Beat the pussy up, ooh, you can hear it purr
I'ma shoot him up, ooh, feel like Larry Bird
Let me hear that
I fucked up, so I talk with a slur
Think about money, I don't think about her
Beat the pussy up, ooh, you can hear it purr
I'ma shoot him up, ooh, feel like Larry Bird
Yeah (Ooh oh oh) and I know, I know, I know (Yeah)
I was in my room, on the shrooms, all alone, when I thought about you
I got confused, didn't know what to do
I called you, you said why I stalked you (Ooh, ooh, come on)
Ring ring, bitches callin' on my phone
I been doin' my thing and they won't leave me alone
I got money now, so they on me now
Got Givenchy now, they don't want smoke
That's your girl, well she just an average hoe
Yeah, I fucked her but she keep it on the low, nobody gotta know (Ayy)
If I catch him, I'ma catch 'em, I'ma blow (Uh, ayy)
.40 give him a kiss, mistletoe (Yeah, ayy)
Niggas they be actin' like some hoes (Ayy)
I been ballin' out just like a pro, a pro, but I won't fuck that bitch on the low
I fucked up, so I talk with a slur
Think about money, I don't think about her
Beat the pussy up, ooh, you can hear it purr
I'ma shoot him up, ooh, feel like Larry Bird
Yeah (Ooh oh oh) and I know, I know, I know (Yeah)
I drank too much Hennessey, I'm up in the clouds
That lil' bitch, she funny, tryna smoke all my loud
If you run up on me, we gon' shut that shit down
I feel like a king, lil' bitch, I need me a crown
I'ma do my thing, I got money now
I been doing my thing since I got money now
Niggas hating, I keep it 100 now
I don't walk the shit, lil' bitch, I run it now
Balling like the OKC Thunder rounds
Shittin' on my ex, she need a plunger now
Run up with that .40, I'ma gun you down, down, I'ma gun you down
I don't got no time but I got a Rollie
Say she wanna ball, bitch, you need a trophy
They be blocking me, them lil' niggas like goalies
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, why she on me
I'm fucked up, so I talk with a slur
Think about money, I don't think about her
Beat the pussy up, ooh, you can hear it purr
I'ma shoot him up, ooh, feel like Larry Bird
Yeah (ooh oh oh) and I know, I know, I know
Yeah
Think about money, I don't think about her
Beat the pussy up, ooh, you can hear it purr
I'ma shoot him up, ooh, feel like Larry Bird
Let me hear that
I fucked up, so I talk with a slur
Think about money, I don't think about her
Beat the pussy up, ooh, you can hear it purr
I'ma shoot him up, ooh, feel like Larry Bird
Yeah (Ooh oh oh) and I know, I know, I know (Yeah)
I was in my room, on the shrooms, all alone, when I thought about you
I got confused, didn't know what to do
I called you, you said why I stalked you (Ooh, ooh, come on)
Ring ring, bitches callin' on my phone
I been doin' my thing and they won't leave me alone
I got money now, so they on me now
Got Givenchy now, they don't want smoke
That's your girl, well she just an average hoe
Yeah, I fucked her but she keep it on the low, nobody gotta know (Ayy)
If I catch him, I'ma catch 'em, I'ma blow (Uh, ayy)
.40 give him a kiss, mistletoe (Yeah, ayy)
Niggas they be actin' like some hoes (Ayy)
I been ballin' out just like a pro, a pro, but I won't fuck that bitch on the low
I fucked up, so I talk with a slur
Think about money, I don't think about her
Beat the pussy up, ooh, you can hear it purr
I'ma shoot him up, ooh, feel like Larry Bird
Yeah (Ooh oh oh) and I know, I know, I know (Yeah)
I drank too much Hennessey, I'm up in the clouds
That lil' bitch, she funny, tryna smoke all my loud
If you run up on me, we gon' shut that shit down
I feel like a king, lil' bitch, I need me a crown
I'ma do my thing, I got money now
I been doing my thing since I got money now
Niggas hating, I keep it 100 now
I don't walk the shit, lil' bitch, I run it now
Balling like the OKC Thunder rounds
Shittin' on my ex, she need a plunger now
Run up with that .40, I'ma gun you down, down, I'ma gun you down
I don't got no time but I got a Rollie
Say she wanna ball, bitch, you need a trophy
They be blocking me, them lil' niggas like goalies
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, why she on me
I'm fucked up, so I talk with a slur
Think about money, I don't think about her
Beat the pussy up, ooh, you can hear it purr
I'ma shoot him up, ooh, feel like Larry Bird
Yeah (ooh oh oh) and I know, I know, I know
Yeah
