Autograph

                            Fmaj7
All these fuck niggas on my line
              Am
Damn, nigga, you must wanna die 
tonight
               C
Yeah, I rock a choker with a .45
                Dm7
And I know some niggas that are down
 to ride
                               Fmaj7
All these hatin' bitches on my line
              Am
Damn, bitch, you must wanna fuck 
tonight
              C
Let me guess, you're my biggest fan,
 right?
              Dm7
You wanted an autograph
                           Fmaj7
All you had to do was ask, woah


[Verse 1]
                              Am
Uh, but you lookin' like a asshole
Up on Twitter and you lookin' mad, 
C
woah
Talkin' 'bout me, but you lookin' 
     Dm7
bad, woah
Like the ugly daughter that I never 
     Fmaj7
had, woah

And what's up with these lames?
       Am
Got my name in they mouth like they 
swallowin' my children
C
I never got why niggas hate
     Dm7
It's probably 'cause I'm doin' 
better than them, anyway
     Fmaj7
It's probably 'cause I get they 
bitches wetter, anyway
     Am
It's probably 'cause I'm livin' and 
they're in a lower place
        C
They're walkin' in their sorrows, 
while I'm vibin' out in space
      Dm7
Crash land just to take they girl on
 a dinner date
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     Fmaj7
When haters see me winnin' they just
 hyperventilate
     Am
They always try to stop me, but I 
never hesitate
     C
Just follow all your dreams and when
 you reach them, celebrate
           Dm7
That's the only way to truly make a 
hater suffocate


[Chorus]
                            Fmaj7
All these fuck niggas on my line
              Am
Damn, nigga, you must wanna die 
tonight
               C
Yeah, I rock a choker with a .45
                Dm7
And I know some niggas that are down
 to ride
                               Fmaj7
All these hatin' bitches on my line
              Am
Damn, bitch, you must wanna fuck 
tonight
              C
Let me guess, you're my biggest fan,
 right?
              Dm7
You wanted an autograph
                           Fmaj7
All you had to do was ask, woah


[Refrain]

Why you mad, why you mad?
                     Am
Why you mad, why you mad?

That's all I wanna know
                      C
You're lookin' like a joke, dry 
humor at the most
                         Dm7
Steady chokin' on your shade like a 
dick in your throat
                      Fmaj7
Well, if you're gonna throw shade my
 way
                 Am
Maybe you should throw with a little
 more aim
                   C
It's a cold day in hell when they 
dirty up your name
                  Dm7
They don't got no business talkin' 
in the first place, I'm freezin'


[Verse 2]
Fmaj7
(Uh) But these haters not breathin'
Am
Stevie Wonder to these haters, no 
seein' (Uh)
C
   And I don't believe it
Dm7
They hate me, hate me for no reason


[Bridge]
Fmaj7                  Am   C
They hate me for no reason, woah
Dm7
Oh-oh-oh


[Chorus]
                            Fmaj7
All these fuck niggas on my line
              Am
Damn, nigga, you must wanna die 
tonight
               C
Yeah, I rock a choker with a .45
                Dm7
And I know some niggas that are down
 to ride
                               Fmaj7
All these hatin' bitches on my line
              Am
Damn, bitch, you must wanna fuck 
tonight
              C
Let me guess, you're my biggest fan,
 right?
              Dm7
You wanted an autograph
                           Fmaj7
All you had to do was ask, woah