Tonalité : Bb minor
Verse 1
Am
D
Just cookin' cocaine
Am
Dm
Whippin' girl for you
Am
Bm
If you need a bitch five
F#
F
A#
I'll break it out the pot for you
F#
Em
D
Just cookin' cocaine
Am
Dm
D
A#
Let me show you what this girl'll do
Bm
G
F#
Picking up on these phones
Bm
If you want work,
G
F#
don't say nothin' dumb
G
Just cookin' cocaine
D
Some niggas get a job,
Am
D
then some niggas rob
Some niggas sellin' smokers,
A
so I roll up cigars
Bm
Em
F#m
I'm talkin' rock, broke off the block
F#
Em
F#
F#m
Boiling pot, fuck when I whip till it lock
Bm
D
In the kitchen, I smack the fiend
Am
D
with a fry ing pan in his lips
I don't care if this your house,
Am
don't be takin' no shit
A
Bm
G
Stinkin' up the place while
F#m
I'm tryin' to chef
F#
Em
F#
F#m
Put the crack to drive, said bye then I left
Em
D
At any given time,
Am
I could be on both sides
D
Life ain't fair, it's foul,
Am
ain't no un -potted refs
Bm
F#
In the game I'm in,
F#m
F#
there's barely real ones left
Bm
I vouch for me,
F#
cause these niggas fold
Bm
when they press
D
Washed up,
Am
talkin' bout all of they hard luck
D
That's my cue to leave,
Am
A
cause I don't give a fuck
Bm
F#
Knowin' niggas don't bring you money,
it bring you drama
Am
And the hood don't appreciate
D
niggas like baby mamas
Just cookin' cocaine,
Am
D
whippin' girl for you
Am
D
Bm
F#
If you need a bitch vibe,
F#m
F#
Em
A#
I'll bring it out the pot for you
F#
Bm
D
Just cookin' cocaine
Am
D
Let me show you what this girl will do
Bm
F
Fads be pickin' up on these phones
F#
Bm
If you want work,
G
F
don't say nothin' dumb
Just cookin' cocaine
D#
D
I am the dope man,
A
D
hundred grams on the stove
Watchin' Homeland,
Am
A
thinkin' damn, she a ho
Bm
F#
Carryin' the Pyrex to the cold water
B
F#
Bm
When it turn hard shit, turn to gold water
D
Shinin' off, drownin',
Am
but I won't kick my feet up
D
Am
Even though my shoes cost more
than your re -up
B
F#
Downtown Brooklyn,
F#m
F#
I bought a suite at the Klay's
Bm
F#
But I can't go to games,
B
said the judge and DA
D
I'm a menace to society,
Am
D
you already know
One trap of the year,
Am
seven times in a row
Bm
F#
A young G, not a old dog,
I am Advo
Bm
F#
Realest nigga with a rap flow
Bm
and a crack flow
D
These other niggas froze,
A
Am
I'ma show you watch
D
Check they first videos,
Am
they ain't have no watch
Bm
Am
They ain't have no chain,
F#
G
they ain't have no whip
Am
And they mama couch lying
bout the drugs they flip
D
Cookin' cocaine,
Am
Dm
whippin' girl for you
Am
Bm
F#
If you need a bitch five,
F#m
F#
Em
Bb
I'll break it out the pot for you
F#
Bm
D
Just cookin' cocaine,
Am
D
let me show you what this girl'll do
Bm
F#
Feds be pickin' up on these phones
Bm
If you want work,
G
F
don't say nothin' dumb
D
Just cookin' cocaine
A
D
I just bought me a new big -ass crib
A
Mini -Major type shit
D
Bm
Didn't do it with no crack money,
F#m
for the record
F#
B
The SBI ain't use it
F#
F#m
when niggas stay again st him
Bm
D
Now I got a little dilemma
Am
D
I finally own a three -car garage
Am
D
But the police sees my Sprinter
F#
And some pussy -ass gon'
F
die fucked up, broke
Bm
And the hood can't
F#
come outside
D
Cause they know what type of time I'm on,
niggas
And shout out to Maserati
So here's my dilemma
A
D
Bm
Should I get the Bentley drop?
F#
Bm
The Rolls -Royce Wraith?
F#
F#m
D
Or that, ooh, pretty red Ferrari?
A
Y 'all help me decide
D
Hit a nigga on Instagram,
A
D
at your ass, let me know
Bm
I ain't spendin' over 250
F#
,000 for a car, though
Bm
F#
That's a waste,
F#m
Bm
I don't give a fuck what it look like
D
Am
I live within my means,
I ain't tryna pressure you niggas
D
You know what's impressive, nigga?
A
Bm
Leavin' a code on a half
-a -million -dollar bill
F#
Minutes after it's set
Enter that code
F#
Em
and 500 people for a loan
Auntie, I know I ain't speak to you
in about, uh, seven years
But, you know, I'm in the gym right now
Am
You think you can hook me up
with your Social Security?
Or hey, uh, yeah, pardon me, fam
Um, I know you married to her
and all that,
but is my baby mom Denise there?
I'm fucked up
I'm trying to get out on bail,
you know what saying?
I know she get the income tax,
asking the motherfucking bitch
for a EBT, a wick, a train swipe
Why the fuck niggas
don't never got they bail money,
man?
That's when you really see
what a nigga bank like.
God is great, my paper straight
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