Текст песни Autograph (On My Line) - Juice WRLD

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'
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, 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
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, you're my biggest fan right?
You wanted an autograph all you had to do was ask woah
Why you mad 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
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, you're my biggest fan right?
You wanted an autograph all you had to do was ask woah