Tonalité : G minor
Verse 1
Em
Bounce - Flatbush Zombies
C
Woah, woah
Woah, woah, uh
Em
Woah, woah, uh
Verse 2
Em
YSL pants with the zippers, yikes
Met her this evenin', already hit it, twice
C
D
Tag on your soul, everybody got a price
Em
C
Acid, acid, change your life
Em
Bape if she hip,
Saint Laurent if she bougie
I'm faded like Boosie
She call Meechy over,
C
I slide in that coochie
Nosedive in that coochie
Em
My dick is big,
C
it should be wearin' a Coogi
Em
I'm in Nice of France
Tie- dyed my lifestyle,
even bleached the pants
Next week, Japan
C
Thom Browne bubble lens, eyes need the tint
D
Em
Flatbush, Brooklyn,
C
from the County of Kings, uh
Em
Run up on me like I'm some hippie nigga
And die under the knife, Joan Rivers
C
Ooh, damn, that punchline delivers
Em
Hold up, wait a minute, moment of silence
C
Em
Hm, fuck it, let's
get back to wylin'
Blood on your Timbs, shoot you
C
Blood at your limbs, tuh- tuh
G
Slugs hit your rims
C
G
Ambidextrous, I shoot with two hands
Em
Even got blood on your friends
I think I just flooded the Benz
Bm
C
Damn it, baby, Meechy's at it again
G
M- M- Murder, murder, murder
C
The capital M with two gats in my hand
Em
Everyday a nigga
Verse 3
wake up,
got to blaze a little chronic
Thank the universe, a blessin',
Bm
new day, a new dollar
C
Middle finger to my niggas
G
and my bitches two times
C
Representin' for my niggas in the
G
hood, it's no ceilin'
Em
Sellin', trappin' like a villain, cold
Should've made a killin', go
Finger played with it, yo
Bm
Nigga stay with it
C
Hate a nigga, fade him quicker now
G
C
Numb, dum- diddy- dum, I- I- I- I
Em
High like the sun
Fetch a frequency, this ain't shit to me
She said she got a friend,
then let my nigga beat
C
Meech roll 'em, bust 'em,
D
cannons, wooh
Em
Spliff long, lookin' like a Manson
C
Em
I'm on acid, feelin' like the Hamptons
She feelin' freaky,
beat the pussy like a champion
C
D
Young nigga, but I'm still OG
Em
Supreme Team like 1993
C
Em
Triple six on my coffin,
I dance with the Devil
Came back with a vengeance,
Christ off the hinges
C
I'm nice with the spit, kid,
G
twice as much vi cious
C
G
Psycho- active, I'm on a mission
Em
Electric Kool- Ade, make your decision
You want it, I get you
These niggas ain't right,
C
they can't write they own shit
G
But they smile in your face,
and they claim they the shit
C
But to me a disgrace
G
Em
Trying to keep steps ahead
like we runnin' a race
Got an ounce to burn,
got a trip to make
C
Free my niggas, Lord, made it right today
G
C
G
Got an ounce to burn, got a trip to make
Em
Not a thug, but niggas
Verse 4
know how I keep mine
Call her up or quick to throw
up the peace sign
C
Throw that pussy, let me hit it
D
Girl, I got to get it
Em
Sayin' she got a feelin',
C
she let a young nigga hit it
Em
Back and forth 'cause we smoke
them seven grams
Real boss shit,
I don't expect you to understand
C
D
My performance, dreams at fourteen
Em
Now I hear them callin' two
Am
to their seats
Em
Won't slip away,
this is serious business
'Voidin the mischief while spendin'
these Benjamins
C
D
Surrender potential pussy to me
Em
C
Brought to you by the ungrateful police
Em
Con scious keep tellin' me,
beautiful melody
Will exhibit if I trip on the LSD
C
D
Nah, window for money and dro
Em
Some people think I spend
C
money for show
Em
Spendin' show money,
flip like aerobics
Components will kill my opponents
C
I sit on my throne, it's enormous
G
Composed with the chorus
C
My karma is good, dog,
G
C
and don't need supportin'
Em
My bitch is so gorgeous,
I cannot afford
To spend time with her when
chasin' these whores
C
Money, keep countin'
G
She strip like Lance Mountains
C
My passport is packed, how I travel,
F
astoundin' (Yeah)
C
Thug Waffle, did that
Em
Now we comin' back
for the killer contract
C
G
Pull up on your pampers, three man army
C
Addressed the bitch niggas in a song,
G
called it Palm Trees
Em
Not a fan of you if you ain't
ever hug my moms, B
Not a fan of niggas that be
talkin' where I'm gon' be
C
Talk a lot of mess,
G
leave you niggas out of pocket
C
Em
Don't talkin' to me 'less you talkin' bout a profit
Bm
Interlude 1
Em
Bm
Em
C
G
C
G
C
Em
C
Verse 5
C
Universe a blessin',
Em
C
a new day a new dollar
Em
Tag on your soul, everybody got a price
Outro 1
Acid, acid, change your life
C
Em
C
Em
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