Tonalité : D# minor
Verse 1
F#m
Somewhere between
F#
being him and being humble
F#m
I made a bundle, Jesse White tumble
Bm
I keep the carry tight,
F#m
it varies how they try to compare me
A
It's kinda scary how my life
could be turned to a series
Bm
G
F#
You see, I made a mansion
out a house on the prairie
Now we own a plantation
Bm
It's crazy all this shit that I bury
F#m
Still got my hands in the pot
that made the white man rich
F#
F#m
Right hand on a stack of books
and a pinesaw kill
With a lighter and some Lysol spray
Feed them my dawg,
F#
F#m
bitch niggas get they dot one day
Bm
That's they bylaws,
F#m
a little under a million
Cash stashed in a drywall
Gotta air seal it, don't let bygones
be bygones
When it come to top five,
I feel like Dylon, Dylon, Dylon, Dylon
In love with the sound
F#
F#m
of puttin' leather in the nylon
Bm
F#m
And oversized lips, givin' kisses to my dick
G
36 in the waist with a 40 on a clip
A laser and a light,
Bm
John Wickham if he diss me
F#m
Sayin' they could ever
test the guard, nigga
Miss me with that shit, shit
Drop your glasses, ass in abundance
F#
F#m
Bm
Just give her lil' money for the summer
A
F#m
She just want a winner for a n***a
A check for her social
You know you gotta prove it
Bm
A
to her sinner, lil' mama
G
Drop your glasses, ass in abundance
Bm
Just give her lil' money for the summer
A
F#m
She just want a winner for a n***a
A check for her social
You know you gotta prove it
A
to her sinner, lil' mama
F#m
Good and evil, right or wrong,
I can't never call it
They say the murderers are fathers
with the pretty daughters
I heard champions and men,
that's how they word, ain't it?
Bm
A
So how pussy turn a nigga to a alcoholic?
G
I keep hands on ass
that came from they mama
Bm
And the squats from they function
A
in them pumps
F#m
While they dump it in the crowd,
type of tension that she want
A
Roll a blunt up on some brows,
she been feelin' like she want
F#m
Study in a chakra, layin' in the sun
F#
F#m
Heavy on the water out the way
but never run
She don't like her legs to shake
but can't control it when she come
All from comin' over sober
but she nasty when she drunk
F#
I'm a magic,
F#m
you just gotta get me passionate
Sweatin' through the satin sheets,
Bm
we gon' flip a mattress though
A
F#m
Put sex in the atmosphere
Call her Dr. Papi's man
I'm hoping I rap it clear
G
F#m
Tell me how you want it lil' mama
Drop your glasses
Ass in abundance
Bm
Just give her lil' money for the summer
A
F#m
She just want a winner for a nigga
A check for her social
Know you gotta prove it
A
to her sinner lil' mama
G
Drop your glasses
Ass in abundance
Just give her lil' money for the summer
A
F#m
She just want a winner for a nigga
Check for her social
A
Know you gotta prove it
F#m
to her sinner lil' mama
Bm
G
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