Autograph V3 (Stem) lyrics

[Intro]
I f*cked up, so I talk with a slur
Think about money, I don’t think about her
Beat the pus*y up, ooh, you can hear it purr
I’ma shoot him up, ooh, feel like Larry Bird
Let me hear that

[Chorus]
I f*cked up, so I talk with a slur
Think about money, I don’t think about her
Beat the pus*y up, ooh, you can hear it purr
I’ma shoot him up, ooh, feel like Larry Bird
Yeah (Ooh oh oh) I know I know I know (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
I was in my room, on the shrooms, all alone, when I thought about you
I got confused, didn't know what to do
I called you, you said why I stalked you, (Ooh, ooh. Come on)
Ring ring, b*tches callin' on my phone
I been doin' my thing and they won't leave me alone
I got money now, so they on me now
Got Givenchy now, they don't want smoke
That's your girl, well she just an averagе hoe
Yeah I f*cked hеr but she keep it on the low, nobody gotta know (Ayy)
If I catch him, I'ma catch 'em, I'ma blow (Uh, ayy)
.40 give him a kiss, mistletoe (Yeah, ayy)
n*ggas they be actin' like some hoes (Ayy)
I been ballin' out just like a pro, a pro, but I won't f*ck that b*tch on the low
[Chorus]
I f*cked up, so I talk with a slur
Think about money, I don’t think about her
Beat the pus*y up, ooh, you can hear it purr
I’ma shoot him up, ooh, feel like Larry Bird
Yeah (Ooh oh oh) I know I know I know (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
I drank too much Hennessey, I’m up in the clouds
That lil’ b*tch, she funny, tryna smoke all my loud
If you run up on me, we gon’ shut that sh*t down
I feel like a king, lil’ b*tch, I need me a crown
I’ma do my thing, I got money now
I been doing my thing since I got money now
n*ggas hating, I keep it 100 now
I don’t walk the sh*t, lil’ b*tch, I run it now
Balling like the OKC Thunder rounds
sh*ttin’ on my ex, she need a plunger now
Run up with that .40, I’ma gun you down, down, I’ma gun you down
I don’t got no time but I got a Rollie
Say she wanna ball, b*tch, you need a trophy
They be blocking me, them lil’ n*ggas like goalies
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, why she on me

[Outro]
I’m f*cked up, so I talk with a slur
Think about money, I don’t think about her
Beat the pus*y up, ooh, you can hear it purr
I’ma shoot him up, ooh, feel like Larry Bird
Yeah (ooh oh oh) I know I know I know
Yeah