Playboi Carti - Autograph lyrics

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 (O oh)
Pull up in a spaceship
Ducked off with your main bitch
Bad bitch wanna fuck me
In my hair like dandruff
Celebrate like banquet, huh, bad bitch, uh
Ooh
Suck on me like, "Damn, bitch" quicksand
(Sand, what?) bad bitch (Uh, ooh)
Rubber bands (Ooh, ooh) talkin' tags (O oh)
Poppin' tags (Ooh, ooh)
Shopping bags (Ooh, ooh)
Shopping spree (Ooh, ooh)
Bad bitch (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 (O oh)
Carti dick her down, hoo, Carti get it on
Huh
Bitches wanna fuck, uh, ho get canned again
Bitches spit the dick, uh
Niggas sayin' I'm kin (Hey)
Nigga, I don't know that man, ooh
Nigga, that ain't my friend, huh
Nigga don't got them bands, ooh
Yung Carti got bands (O oh)
Throw that cash up in the air
Then watch that money dance, huh
All these bitches 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 bitch (Huh, huh)
Pass Pi'erre two hoes, nutted in that bitch
(Hoo, what?) all my niggas keep a stick
They in this bitch (Hoo, what?)
Call they dad, say, "I need some cash"
(What?) we in Interscope, talking moneybags
(Huh, ooh)
Oh my god, bitch, 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 fuckin' man, I'm the fuckin' 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' bitch, I bought the bitch
She tryna get a bag
My mama need a Birkin bag, I had to buy a bag
All these niggas lookin' sad, man
They lookin' mad i pop a lot of money
Bags, I got rubber bands, hold up


Uh, check it out (Uh) wrist out (O oh)
Poke out (What?) show out (Ooh, yeah, what?)
Check it out, check it out, check it out
Hold up, ooh, ooh