Tonalité : D major•
Verse 1
G
Bm
A
Bitch, this ain't no boss,
F#m
this a boss up
Bitch, this ain't for sure, this a toss up
G
Bitch, this ain't Toyota, this European
D
Bitch she ain't no hoe, she my girlfriend
A
Bitch, this ain't is no nap,
Bm
this how I sleep
Bitch, this ain't no hobby,
G
D
this how I eat
A
Bm
G
Bitch, this ain't lust so it's love
Bm
D
A
Bitch, this ain't the connect,
this the plug
Bitch, this ain't beef,
F#m
this is world war
Bitch, this ain't a show,
G
Bm
this a world tour
D
Bitch, you don't know me,
A
now you know me
F#m
Bitch, this ain't the problem,
this the solution
Verse 2
G
Feeling like my chakras aligned
Bm
From now on call me Don
Rhyming for days,
D
A
F#m
D
G
I couldn't eat and it was not Ramadan
Bm
Niggas asking for a cut,
D
A
F#m
G
D
they just way out of line
Verse 3
A
Bm
Hoe, this ain't no Ford,
G
D
this a Maserati (Thugger)
A
This not a movie, baby,
Bm
this a real dead body
I'm on a one- way street,
G
D
A
'bout to have a trolley
Bm
G
I fuck her one night then
D
A
I'mma duck up outta
Bm
You do anything for this lil'
bitch you might be a Cosby
G
Bm
Speaking of Bill Cosby,
D
I spike my drink with molly
A
You better not tell nobody,
F#m
zip it, just zips and addy
G
Hit from the back,
Bm
D
A
turn to a car word I'm backing out it, yo
F#m
Hit it with 10, fuck it,
G
I'mma go mack his body
Bm
Hit 'em up like
D
A
D
Did 'em up like
F#m
G
Hit 'em up like
Verse 4
Bm
Bitch, this ain't a boss,
D
A
this a boss up
F#m
Bitch, this ain't for
G
sure, this a toss up
D
Hoe, this ain't Toyota, this European
A
Bitch, she ain't a hoe,
she's my girlfriend
Bm
A
G
Bitch, this ain't time, this is our time
D
Bitch, this ain't the plug,
this the power line
A
Bitch this ain't Diesel,
this Gucci (it's Gucci)
Bm
Bitch, you ain't know me,
G
D
A
man you know me (yeah)
Bm
Bitch, this ain't Adidas, this Puma
G
Bitch, that ain't the
D
truth, that's a rumor
Bitch, you ain't my friend,
A
you a tumor
Bitch, that ain't the new one,
Bm
this newer
Bitch, this ain't fourth- quarter,
G
it's crunch time
Now foul lines, just front lines
Bm
Fuck taking shit,
boy, I just take what's mine
D
And I'm still hungry
Verse 5
A
like a nigga
F#m
was unsigned
Don't nobody want this shit
G
more than I want mine
Fuck a free meal, boy,
Bm
D
A
I'd rather go hunt mine
F#m
When you get the ball,
G
boy, you be fumbling
D
A
When you talk that shit be mumbling
Bm
Man, I got my one shot
G
Fucked around and and- one'd it
D
If the dogs ain't there then
they one call from it, look
A
Run you out your house and now
your ass apartment hunting
Bm
From that Michigan cold, and
I'm colder than that
G
Don't fuck with my crazy ass, boy
D
Your mama should've told you that
A
When we in it, one way out
Bm
A
This life just like a cul- de- sac
G
The hood behind me
like a cobra back
D
You quote the internet, I quote the facts
A
But snake niggas never tell the truth
You a liar
Bm
If you swear to God one more time
G
on your life you might die
Verse 6
D
Real ones, I know you feel me In
A
dependent women, I know you feel me
Bm
If you self- made, then you feel me
G
Text from my girl said "Come feel
me up"
D
Real dawgs, I know you
feel me
A
My OG's know they feel me, yeah
Bm
G
D
A
Bad bitch, she want to feel me
Bm
Text from my girl said "Come feel me up"
Verse 7
G
If Young Metro don't trust you,
D
I'm gon' shoot you
A
Bm
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AccordsG Bm A F#m D
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