Juice WRLD
Autograph v3 (on my line)
[refain]
I’m fucked up, so i talk with a slur
Think about money, i don’t think ’bout 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

[refain]
I’m fucked up, so i talk with a slur
Think about money, i don’t think ’bout her
Beat the pussy up, ooh, you can hear it purr
I’ma shoot him up, ooh, feel like larry bird
Yeah (ooh ooh ooh) i know i know i know

[verse 1]
I was in my room on the shrooms all alone and I thought about you
I got confused, they know what to do
I called yo, you said why
I start your holding down, come on
Ring ring, bitch, just call it on my phone
I've been doing my things and it won't leave me alone
I got money now, so they owe me now
Got Givenchy now, they don't want small
That's your girl, when she's just average hoe
Yeah, I fucked her, but you keep it on the low
Nobody got a know, if I catch it, i'mma catch it, i'mma blow
.40 give them a kiss, a mistletoe, yeah
Niggers, they be acting like some hoes
I been balling out you like a pro, a pro
I'm on for that bitch on the low
[refain]
I’m fucked up, so i talk with a slur
Think about money, i don’t think ’bout her
Beat the pussy up, ooh, you can hear it purr
I’ma shoot him up, ooh, feel like larry bird
Yeah (ooh ooh ooh) i know i know i know

[verse 2]
I’ve been drinking too much hennessy, i’m up in the cloud
That lil’ bitch, she funny, tryna smoke on 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 things since i got money now
N***as 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, you need a plunger now
Run out with that .40, i’ma gun you down 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 trophie
They be blocking, them n***as like goalies
Fucking on that bitch

[outro]
I’m fucked up, so i talk with a slur
Think about money, i don’t think ’bout her
Beat the pussy up, ooh, you can hear it purr
I’ma shoot him up, ooh, feel like larry bird
Yeah (ooh ooh ooh) i know i know i know
Yeah