Tonalité : D# minor
Verse 1
A
Am
C
F
Raf Simmons cost me five slips
Dat Goyard bag another fire strip
Am
C
You in Detroit and see a Wraith, nigga
that's my shit
F
G
Would of pushed Rico's shit back,
F
I am not Mitch
Am
Hel luva made this beat, baby
A
Gettin' money,
Am
C
why these niggas gettin' mad?
F
Jump off the plane with a couple
of M's in the bag
Am
If anybody play with me, it's
C
numbers on their head
F
We ain't gon' talk about it though,
Verse 2
that's the end of that
A
Trappin', I'm still into that,
Am
address, I can send you that
F
So if my label drop me,
I can still look like I rap
Am
A
Am
Know a couple of niggas livin' like they
F
got platinum plaques (A ha)
All they doing is catchin' bags,
A
sendin' out and sittin' back (aha)
Am
Rose Presi' on my wrist,
I can afford that
F
Back in the day, I couldn't
even look toward that
Am
When I was broke, I couldn't even
C
look toward the bitch
Now she suck my dick and don't say
Am
shit when I record the bitch
A
(Catch that)
Been on the indictment list,
Am
tryna see the Forbes list
F
Went from playin' with joysticks to out in traffic
Am
blowin' sticks (Graa)
When your fans gets your name tatted,
F
then you know you lit
Stank from my cologne,
Am
I'ma fuck her if she snort the drip (aha)
A
Am
Promise my brother I'ma stack and
C
get this pa per right
F
But I'm spendin' 60k a month just
on everyday life
Am
When you that bag,
C
everybody wanna whirl it
F
Problems they got,
G
they gon' call you like you 'caused 'em
Am
Fall up in the club,
C
I can rain 'till it's morning
F
Am
Start in every game 'cause at practice,
G
Am
I've been ballin' (swish)
Heard a couple niggas wanna put me
C
on my shit (what)
F
Tell 'em pull up with them sticks
A
and let 'em hit, you better not miss, bitch
Am
I know some Crips, know some Tree Tops
Verse 3
F
Name good,
I ain't never sold no re- rock
Am
C
All these colors in my chain like a peacock
F
I let that .40 slang 'till it
Ridin' through my old hood,
Am
with some new money
F
Blue money, they that mad?
Tell 'em do somethin'
A
Am
Got three Tennis chains,
C
and like two Presi's
Three choppas, four
Verse 4
Glocks, this shit too heavy
A
Am
Key to the pad, key to the Rolls,
C
key to the bag
F
I got the key to the streets,
don't get a key put on your ass
Am
When I do that,
F
you know them niggas gon' knock you in half
Heavy cash load, got my back broke
A
Am
Bitches on the East,
and on the West Coast
F
Sent me pics and videos, you can't
Am
get my passcode
Ten up in the motor,
got the hood broke
F
Bitch, don't get yo' head painted,
Am
you gon' look like Lil Boat (painted red)
Ridin' through Atlanta with my
C
nigga Lil Boat (Lil Boat)
Am
Niggas trailin' us and
G
you know what they good for
A
Am
'Bout to fly to Cali an
C
d look for that good dope
F
If you 'bout that life, then what you
A
lookin' shook for?
Am
C
F
Told my lil bro, I had to chase M's,
.40 on me, all big face bills
A
Am
In the back of the Mulsanne,
C
lettin' the space build
F
If the police flip me with this
Glock, I'ma face ten
A
Am
I ain't supposed to be the shooter,
C
I'm on top
F
But I still let it spray like it's
4 days into July
A
I've been runnin' red light in my city,
Am
I know it's hot
C
I'd rather take the ticket, niggas want my top,
Am
A
it's so many opp's
Am
C
I know some Crips, know some Tree Tops
Verse 5
F
Name good,
I ain't never sold no re- rock
Am
A
Am
C
All these colors in my chain like a peacock
F
I let that .40 slang 'till it
Am
A
decock
Am
Know some BD's, I know some
C
F
gangsta's
Get outta line and they a spank ya
Am
A
Know some Pirus, know some
C
head- bangers
F
Know some Sex Money Murda niggas
Outro 1
that'll paint ya
A
Am
C
F
A
C
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