autograph (on my line)

Refrain Why you mad why you mad Why you mad why you mad Thats all I wanna know Youre lookin like a joke dry humor at the most Steady chokin on your shade like a dick in your throat Well if youre gonna throw shade in my way Maybe you should throw with a little more aim Its a cold day in hell when they dirty up your name They dont got no business talkin in the first place Im freezin Freezin bitch Im freezin   Chorus All these fuck niggas on my line Damn nigga 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 fuck tonight Let me guess youre my biggest fan right You wanted an autograph All you had to do was ask woah   Verse 1 Uh but you lookin like a asshole Up on Twitter and you lookin mad woah Talkin bout me but you lookin bad woah Like the ugly daughter that I never had woah And whats up with these nigs Got my name in they mouth like they swallowin my children I never got why niggas hate Its probably cause Im doin better than them anyway Its probably cause I get they bitches wetter anyway Its probably cause Im livin and theyre in a lower place Theyre walkin in their sorrows while Im vibin out in space Crashland just to take they girl on a dinner date Verse 2 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 Thats the only way to truly make a hater suffocate   Chorus All these fuck niggas on my line Damn nigga 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 fuck tonight Let me guess youre my biggest fan right You wanted an autograph All you had to do was ask woah   Refrain Why you mad why you mad Why you mad why you mad Thats all I wanna know Youre lookin like a joke dry humor at the most Steady chokin on your shade like a dick in your throat Well if youre gonna throw shade in my way Maybe you should throw with a little more aim Its a cold day in hell when they dirty up your name They dont got no business talkin in the first place Im freezin Verse 3 But these haters not breathin Uh Stevie Wonder to these haters no seein Uh And I dont believe it They hate me hate me for no reason   Bridge They hate me for no reason woah Ohohoh   Chorus All these fuck niggas on my line Damn nigga 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 fuck tonight Let me guess youre my biggest fan right You wanted an autograph All you had to do was ask woah