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    Juice WRLD – Autograph (On My Line) [2017]

    Künstler:
    Juice WRLD

    [Intro]
    Why you mad, why you mad?
    Why you mad, why you mad?
    That is all I wanna know
    You’re lookin’ like a joke, dry 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’
    (Freezin’, bitch I’m freezin’, freezin’, freezin’, freezin’, freezin’)

    [Chorus]
    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 (Huh)

    [Verse 1]
    But you lookin’ like an asshole
    Up on twitter and you lookin mad, woah
    Talkin’ bout me, but you lookin’ bad, woah
    Like the ugly daughter that I never had, woah
    And what’s up with these niggas?
    Got my name in they mouth like they swallowin’ my children
    I never got why niggas hate
    It’s probably cause I’m doin’ better than them anyway
    It’s probably cause I get they bitches wetter anyway
    It’s probably cause I’m livin’ and they’re in a lower place
    They walkin’ in the slums while I’m vibin’ out in 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

    [Chorus]
    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

    [Verse 2]
    Why you mad, why you mad?
    Why you mad, why you mad?
    That’s all I wanna know
    You’re lookin’ like a joke, dry 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
    They hate me for no reason, woah
    Oh-oh-oh

    [Chorus]
    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


    Künstler:
    Juice WRLD


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