Autograph

[intro]
I walk in the room and everyone see me
I don’t want no graphs but b*tch i’m on TV
I come in yo crib and they wanna meet me
Can’t f*ck with the fakes they all tryna be me
F*ck with the opps they all wanna see me
They come to my block I’ll put them on TV
Diamonds my neck shining like VVs—

[Verse 1]
Got them real sticks and none of them bbs
I’m high off them drugs yo b*tch come and see me
I am no snitch but I still like the Fefe

[Chorus]
My money go up...
That gas in my truck(that gas in my truck)...
That drank in my cup(that drank in my cup)...
My gun I keep tucked(I keep it tucked)...
Yo b*tch wanna f*ck(she wanna f*ck)...
I give no f*cks
Yo b*tch on the run
I think that’s fun
Ice in my veins
But b*tch I got tons
My diamonds they gliss
They all on my wrist
She sweet just like trix
They all on my d*ck(they all on my d*ck)