Autograph (feat. Yokillazilla) [Radio Edit]
Yeah grew up runnin round in the apartment
Blood gang blood stain all in the carpet
G ride slide and we still haven't parked it
Sling shot on me oh young nigga on my bart shit
Closet on designer pocket look like I aint bought shit
In my momma name it's a shame how much it costed
Where the fuck my brain Omg I think I lost it
Diamond in my chain man these Vvs got me frostbit
Hang around on 10th
Run it up on 10th
Window 5%
Percocet im bent
I come from the tent im up out the streets
Baguette on my teeth
Biggo bust Ap
These whores on my what wait
Dior on my feet
Hellcat it got cleats
Chrome heart on my seats
I fuck up her um
Damn I fuck up her sheets
Babies on her cheeks
Make the tire screech
Yeah woah hit her first day and don't call her back
Woah throw that to the bro im a quarterback
Woah she give me her name I don't call her that
Woah she give me her brain for a autograph
Woah hit her first day and don't call her back
Woah throw that to the bro im a quarterback
Woah she give me her name I don't call her that
Woah she give me her brain for a autograph
Run up in this bitch if niggas trip then we gone park it
I'm takin all smoke big ass woods u know I spark it
I'm pipin up this thot I pull her lace I call her cardi
She tried to say that baby mine bitch meet me at Maury
Im slidin through LA got my lil deuce deuce
Crazy ass niggas we some scrappers how my crew do
Yeah I love them blues but half my niggas bang that su woop
Niggas touch this money swear to god that he gon meet Zeus
I don't want no hoes
Only time you see me is when I pose
She tried kissin on my rose I told that bitch we pay for those
Like bet
Cut you off you count my check
Told these niggas I'm up next I put in work give me respect
So now you say you want my autograph
She throw it back pass it to Zillah he the quarterback
Only dick and nail appointments ain't gettin more than that
She get mad I cut her off ain't got no time for that
Nah ain't got no time for that
Yeah woah hit her first day and don't call her back
Woah throw that to the bro im a quarterback
Woah she give me her name I don't call her that
Woah she give me her brain for a autograph
Woah hit her first day and don't call her back
Woah throw that to the bro im a quarterback
Woah she give me her name I don't call her that
Woah she give me her brain for a autograph
Blood gang blood stain all in the carpet
G ride slide and we still haven't parked it
Sling shot on me oh young nigga on my bart shit
Closet on designer pocket look like I aint bought shit
In my momma name it's a shame how much it costed
Where the fuck my brain Omg I think I lost it
Diamond in my chain man these Vvs got me frostbit
Hang around on 10th
Run it up on 10th
Window 5%
Percocet im bent
I come from the tent im up out the streets
Baguette on my teeth
Biggo bust Ap
These whores on my what wait
Dior on my feet
Hellcat it got cleats
Chrome heart on my seats
I fuck up her um
Damn I fuck up her sheets
Babies on her cheeks
Make the tire screech
Yeah woah hit her first day and don't call her back
Woah throw that to the bro im a quarterback
Woah she give me her name I don't call her that
Woah she give me her brain for a autograph
Woah hit her first day and don't call her back
Woah throw that to the bro im a quarterback
Woah she give me her name I don't call her that
Woah she give me her brain for a autograph
Run up in this bitch if niggas trip then we gone park it
I'm takin all smoke big ass woods u know I spark it
I'm pipin up this thot I pull her lace I call her cardi
She tried to say that baby mine bitch meet me at Maury
Im slidin through LA got my lil deuce deuce
Crazy ass niggas we some scrappers how my crew do
Yeah I love them blues but half my niggas bang that su woop
Niggas touch this money swear to god that he gon meet Zeus
I don't want no hoes
Only time you see me is when I pose
She tried kissin on my rose I told that bitch we pay for those
Like bet
Cut you off you count my check
Told these niggas I'm up next I put in work give me respect
So now you say you want my autograph
She throw it back pass it to Zillah he the quarterback
Only dick and nail appointments ain't gettin more than that
She get mad I cut her off ain't got no time for that
Nah ain't got no time for that
Yeah woah hit her first day and don't call her back
Woah throw that to the bro im a quarterback
Woah she give me her name I don't call her that
Woah she give me her brain for a autograph
Woah hit her first day and don't call her back
Woah throw that to the bro im a quarterback
Woah she give me her name I don't call her that
Woah she give me her brain for a autograph
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Writer(s): Kiari Barnes
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