Tonalité : E minor•
Intro 1
Em
Bm
C
Bm
Em
Verse 1
My bitch
way too boujee
Your bitch ain't too special
And your bitch got good pussy but
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C
My bitch got good credit
Thumbin' the hundreds like pussy
I found out that I got me a fetish
Coppers, they tryna come get me
Bm
I'm smashin' my foot on
Em
the pedal
I seen how the world is so cold
So I had to go cop me some metal
I feel like Malcolm, I
Got four, five bitches
D
Just me in the middle
C
She tell me, "Smack it, " oh, no no
She don't wanna be treated civil
And it's still free Bugga and free all
Bm
My dogs out of the kennel
Em
Verse 2
He on fuck shit
I could read that lil' ass
boy like a Kindle
Bm
Em
Told myself one day I'ma
C
have me
Em
D
A Lambo' like my cousin Kendall
C
He ain't want smoke, okay, okay
So what is you tryna' get into?
Came a long ass way from sittin'
Bm
On my ass and playin' Nintendo
Em
I made fifty thousand dollars on
My ass this year i been workin' my ass off
D
C
For the past six years in
that Hellcat
Can't be caught once it's past sixth gear
I heard every lie you thought
Bm
Was gon' pass this ear
Em
Not makin' my mama proud is
The only thing I fear
Ain't speakin' of cash amounts, nigga
D
I ain't tryna hear
C
Walk in, she start passin' out, she like
"What you doin' here?"
It really don't matter now what I
D
Em
Went through all them years
pops told me
"Don't ever let your backbone
Hit that damn wall"
Yeah, he told me, "If you wanna
Bm
C
Do it, then you can, dawg"
Daddy told me, "Okay, now it's
Time to be a man, son"
Mama always told me
Bm
Em
I was smart and I was handsome
Any nigga try me, bitch
This pretty boy gon' jam some
We pull up and we air your shit
Bm
out, yeah
C
We gon' fan some
lotta' niggas talkin' shit
But really he my damn son
Bitch, I been that nigga since
Bm
Em
I had a fuckin' Samsung
My bitch way too boujee Your bitch ain't too special
Verse 3
Em
And
your bitch got good pussy but
D
C
My bitch got good credit
Thumbin' the hundreds like
pussy
I found out that I got me a fetish
I think I'm finna go vegan
Bm
Em
Dem niggas finna only eat lettuce
She want it right now, yeah
Want me to slide right in her crevice
I fell in love with the way
She say my name, shit
D
C
Almost flew her to Paris damn, she bad
But honestly she really ain't
Nothin' to cherish
I treat all my bitches like shit
Bm
But I guess that's what you call
Em
fairness
Verse 4
Em
Damn, she bad, but honestly
she really ain't
D
C
Nothin' to cherish
I treat all my bitches like shit
But I guess that's
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Em
Bm
what you call fairness
Em
Bm
I treat all my bitches like
shit
D
C
But I guess that's what you call fairness
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Outro 1
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