Tonalité : Bb minor•
Verse 1
Bbm
Fm
Let the band play
Verse 2
Bbm
Ay, I'm one ill as s lil' nigga and
Fm
I don't know no one iller
Bbm
Yeah, I ran up my figures,
Fm
I made them fuck niggas bitter
Bbm
I hang with killers and dealers,
Fm
you niggas nothin' but pretenders
Bbm
Yeah, my bank account got bigger
Fm
and this shit still getting realer
Ay, what's up,
Bbm
flipper? (what's up?)
Fm
Let me holler at these folks,
Verse 3
Glock
(What we on?)
Bbm
On some
Verse 4
UGK shit right now, boy,
Fm
ain't nobody triller (nobody)
Bbm
Put your faith in the preacher,
Db
Fm
I put my faith in my vacuum sealer (hey)
Bbm
Crack the seal on a new pint,
Fm
Db
mix it up like a bartender (pour up)
Bbm
God made me a street nigga, in the trap,
Fm
I'm the bishop (yeah)
Bbm
Born with drugs in
Verse 5
my system (yeah)
Fm
I got too much charisma (yeah)
Bbm
Pull up at the trap to get some gas
Fm
Man, I need a fill up (strong)
Bbm
Grandma said, "Boy,
you ain't got no friends"
Fm
Db
And I still remember (fuck 'em all)
Bbm
Fm
Every time she see me, she wanna slide
Bbm
down my pole (pole)
Fm
Every week I'm in the jewelry store buyin'
Bbm
some more (ice)
VVS's dancing around my throat
Db
Fm
(throat), woah (woah)
Bbm
I told her just keep on sucking it until she choke,
Fm
Bbm
she said, "Oh" (oh)
Fm
Go, go,
Verse 6
Bbm
go, go, go, go, go (go)
Fm
'Til you can't no more
Bbm
Bitch, I'ma get this dough
Fm
until a nigga get it gone
Bbm
I rock a lot of gold and I'll rock you
Fm
with that chrome (yeah)
Bbm
I just rocked the show and now
I'm finna rock your hoe
Fm
Bbm
Tell me have you seen the G.O.A.T. ridin'
Fm
the coupe and smokin' dope?
Bbm
Ask your bitch, I bet she know who
that pullin' up in that two door
Fm
Bbm
Yeah, Glizzock, that's for sure,
hold up, that young nigga cold
Fm
Bbm
I'm so cold, I'll have your nose running,
Db
bitch, I been road running
Fm
Bbm
I got new and old money, bitch,
I got loads of it
Db
Bbm
I'm hotter than four ovens, bitch,
Db
you niggas so buggin' (bitch)
Fm
Bbm
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah (bitch)
You niggas so buggin'
Db
Bbm
We on some
Verse 7
UGK shit right now, boy,
Fm
Bbm
Fm
ain't nobody triller (nobody)
Bbm
Put your faith in the preacher,
Fm
I put my faith in my vacuum sealer (hey)
Bbm
Crack the seal on a new pint,
Fm
Bbm
mix it up like a bartender (pour up)
God made me a street nigga, in the trap,
Fm
I'm the bishop (yeah)
Db
Bbm
We on some Three 6 shit
Verse 8
right now, bitch,
Fm
I'm a real sizzurp sipper
Bbm
You put your trust up in that bitch and
Fm
don't even trust your nigga
Bbm
We blowin' dope straight out the bowl,
Fm
we smoking hard like a chimney
Bbm
Yeah, bitch, I know you remember,
I'm still one ill ass lil' nigga
Db
Bbm
I wake up and take my
Fm
meds because I'm ill (ill)
Bbm
I pump weight in the traphouse, not
Fm
the gym (the gym)
Db
Bbm
I ain't never had no patience,
Fm
I need my money pronto (now)
Bbm
Got more cars than I can drive but feel like
Fm
I want one more (just one more)
Bbm
Got this lil' white bitch with supersized tit
Fm
Bbm
ties like CoCo (yeah, yeah)
Nigga, I pour lean in my iced
Fm
tea (dirty, dirty)
Bbm
Fm
Whole lot of ice on my white
tee (yeah, yeah)
Bbm
Fm
Don't none of you monkey hoes excite
Bbm
me (bitch, please)
Diamond chains and some
Db
Fm
gangster Nikes
Bbm
Bbm
Yeah, I fucked your wifey twice,
Fm
B (damn)
Bbm
She said she never seen a nigga
Db
Fm
like me (it'sDolph)
Bbm
Baby boy, quit cryin' to these hoes
Fm
like Tyrese (cry baby)
Bbm
Me and my niggas so close, yeah,
Db
Fm
we like Siamese (twins)
Bbm
I stanked up the whole neighborhood
Fm
with some loud trees (woo)
Bbm
Old lady next door talkin' 'bout,
Db
Fm
"Turn that down please" (ues, ma'am)
Bbm
Bitches love my blue teeth, they be like,
Fm
"Can you smile, please" (hahaha)
As-tu aimé la chanson ?
Tu dois te pour laisser une évaluation.
AccordeurE A D G B E
AccordsBbm Fm Db
Plus de chansons de Key Glock
Découvrez des accords pour jouer plus de chansons
Accords populaires dans le monde entier
Accords et tablatures les plus joués par tous les utilisateurs
Ajout récent
Accords et tablatures récents