Tonalité : Gb major
Verse 1
G
It's time to cut that niggas off,
I'ma be in it, I just, I just woke up
Is it safe to say that I'm the greatest?
Bitch niggas jumpin' on my wave,
I ain't even made it
Fuck niggas, I can't fuck with them niggas,
be the lamest
Nug nigga, if you buck nigga, I'm
gon' rearrange you, bitch
I'm really from the trenches,
D
so I'm artin' the dangers
G
Bm
Lotta niggas talk that cash
D
shit, but let niggas take it
G
Tryna rob me, you better
D
off climbin' the
Himalayas
G
Fuck your dead niggas, we a rollie,
might a piece of paper
Through the city and I got my glizzy,
movin' like the mayor
Keep it real, if you ain't around me
now, then you a fuckin' hater
Cut the power line and
niggas better have a generator
You the type of nigga ain't got
food in your refrigerator
Niggas looking for me,
I'm on
D
Cleveland getting me a taper
Bm
Told bro to put his clippers down
D
and hit me with the razor
G
Bm
Blacked out, was tweaking off the
G
D
drink, I went around my neighbor
Bm
Yeah, I'm past your sleep, but I ain't got it,
D
I am not gonna save you
G
Bagging up designs,
I'm about to sell a hundred dollar
AFES
Bm
Lately I've been mov ing like
G
I'm, like I'm on a wreck
And rode a
Bm
Outwood, I sparked his ass,
G
he got a nigga lazy
Hit a nigga, drank sodium of fake and
I had constipated
When I'm in a slab,
D
put on my hoodie and get concentrated
Bm
Cuts hit the world like photons,
D
made all kinds of faces
G
Up this big bitch and hit a
n***a like
Javante
D
Davis
Bm
You ain't talkin' money,
D
I won't tolerate the conversation
G
Grab a n***a by his fuckin' neck and
throw him in the basement
Birdie got a 23 like, hell, all right
Bm
G
Birdie got a 23 like
Mike, I'll call him
Calvin
Cameron
Coulda boxed a n***a,
but instead we left him on the pavement
Every since I got a lil' buzz,
D
I'm seein' hella faces
G
Bm
I'm sniff the perky off the counter,
D
now this n***a pacin'
Bm
Catch your bitch like a wheel,
G
D
follow her to where you land
G
Bm
Talkin' dog shit, but not for real,
D
n***a, fuck you sayin'
Bm
You don't listen to the shit I drop,
G
n***a, fuck you playin'
I don't give a fuck about who you is,
I slide on
Satan
Bm
Got that bitch with me at all times
and it's not no safe
G
Scale my shit up before I leave you,
it's not gon' play me
Damn, my hitman been locked up,
D
n***a, free my baby
Bm
Bro think he shite, he guess I
D
gotta show this n***a shade
G
He shot a op, dawg,
Bm
cause he was tweakin', tryna give me rabies
G
My
Bm
Glock gon' shoot at all n****s,
D
G
so I think he racist
So I think he racist
My
Glock gon' shoot at all n****s,
so I think he racist
D
Bm
D
I just woke up
G
D
Bm
You
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