Autograph lyrics

[Verse]
2 AM on the dot (Ooh, what? Uh)
Sippin' on that Wock' (Huh, what?)
South Fulton with the Glock (Huh, what? Ooh)
South Fulton with the Glock (Uh, what? Ooh)
South Fulton with the Glock (Ayy, uh, what?)
On South Fulton with the Glock (Ooh, what? Uh)
On South Fulton with the Glock (Ooh, what? Uh)
On South Fulton with the Glock (Ooh)
Pull up in a spaceship
Ducked off with your main b*tch
Bad b*tch wanna f*ck me
In my hair like dandruff
Celebrate like banquet, huh, bad b*tch, uh, ooh
Suck on me like, "Damn, b*tch," quicksand (Sand, what?)
Bad b*tch (Uh, ooh)
Rubber bands (Ooh, ooh)
Talkin' tags (Ooh)
Poppin' tags (Ooh, ooh)
Shopping bags (Ooh, ooh)
Shopping spree (Ooh, ooh)
Bad b*tch (Huh, uh)
On a leash (Ooh, ooh)
What? Get that cash, show 'em how to ball
I got, uh, moneybags, money sittin' tall
All these, lookin' sad 'cause my money so long
I got all these hoes, they tryna lick the dong (Huh, what?)
Oh my god, huh, Carti be a don (Ooh)
Carti di*k her down, hoo, Carti get it on, huh
b*tches wanna f*ck, uh, ho get canned again
b*tches spit the di*k, uh, n*ggas sayin' I'm kin (Hey)
n*gga, I don't know that man, ooh, n*gga, that ain't my friend, huh
n*gga don't got them bands, ooh, Yung Carti got bands (Ooh)
Throw that cash up in the air then watch that money dance, huh
All these b*tches in my pants, saggin' up my pants (Ooh, uh)
I'm in love, hoo, ooh, gotta bust (Uh, ooh)
Taking Xannies (Hoo, uh)
School bus (Ooh, ooh)
Oh my God (Ooh, what?)
Who that is? (Uh)
We so proud of him, ooh, yeah, we love that kid (Ooh, ooh)
Oh my God, I'm so lean and I'm so lit (Hoo, what?)
Oh, Pi'erre, he got some nut up in this b*tch (Huh, huh)
Pass Pi'erre two hoes, nutted in that b*tch (Hoo, what?)
All my n*ggas keep a stick, they in this b*tch (Hoo, what?)
Call they dad, say, "I need some cash" (What?)
We in Interscope, talking moneybags (Huh, ooh)
Oh my god, b*tch, I need another bag (Huh, ooh)
I might pop the tag, might just pop this lead (Hoo, what?)
I might pop the tag, might just cop some land (Huh, huh)
I'm the f*ckin' man, I'm the f*ckin' man (Hoo, uh)
I'm on South Fulton riding in the 'Vette (Huh, ooh)
I'm on South Fulton looking like a vet (Huh, ooh)
Ooh, ooh, uh, 'bout a check (Huh, what?)
'Bout a check (Huh, ooh)
'Bout a check (Huh, ooh)
Oh my God (Huh, ooh)
Who that is? (Who? Who?)
He 'bout a check, I swear he 'bout a check (Huh, uh)
Let me get your autograph, who you is? (Huh, ooh)
Let me get your autograph, who you is? (Huh, ooh)
Walk inside that mall, they say, "Who that kid?" (Huh, uh)
Walk inside the mall, I just spent, huh- that's why, huh
Huh, huh, lot of cash (Ooh, ooh)
Lot of cash (Woo, ooh)
Moneybags (Huh, ooh)
Who that kid? (Huh, uh)
Who that man? (Hoo)
Let me get your autograph, I think you real dank
Spendin' b*tch, I bought the b*tch, she tryna get a bag
My mama need a Birkin bag, I had to buy a bag
All these n*ggas lookin' sad, man, they lookin' mad
I pop a lot of money bags, I got rubber bands, hold up
[Outro]
Uh, check it out (Uh)
Wrist out (Ooh)
Poke out (What?)
Show out (Ooh, yeah, what?)
Check it out, check it out, check it out
Hold up, ooh, ooh