Tonalité : Bb major
Verse 1
Bm
C
On codeine we ain't tryin'
Bm
C
We ain't playin' all that
Bm
C
Amber alert, blrrt, blrrt
Ha, nah, let me stop playin'
You know what I'm sayin'?
Bm
C
Verse 2
C
G
C
Stayed down for all of this shit
B
ARP, he callin' it
quit's (Blrrt)
G
C
Walk down, get to doggin' this shit
B
Blrrt, got shot in his joggers and shit
Told my ex bitch, "Jump off a cliff"
C
I want cheddar, look at the flicka da wrist
B
He better keep one up
C
in his stick (Blrrt)
B
Court down bad like Money Mitch
Bm
But nah, I ain't sell out no
"Xan, why you keep slidin'?
You better than this"
B
Fuck y'all, I ain't takin' lec
Bm
C
tures for shit
Lambo Urus, I speed this bitch
B
My shawty a 10, I'm the dream and shit
C
I saw her body drop,
I'm dreamin' shit
B
"Can I take your order?"
On some Kenan shit
C
Make him disappear on some Jesus shit
B
C
Take me to another place
B
I got a Glock with the fan
C
HeyShootBaby off them Xans
ARP, I might crash
B
C
Hold up, they said they want
the old Xan?
Pump shotgun that shoot
B
back an old man
Shoot at my neighbor, I feel like Seth Rogan
C
Let me hit you raw and
put down the Trojan
G
C
Bitch nigga always tryna fake
45, bet a nigga won't fake
Bm
I got juice in the cup,
C
Cdim
like Jay
Ayy, ayy, ayy, okay
C
B
C
More Life, he got hit with the Drac'
Shit goin' down, we uppin' the rate
B
You wanted the pounds
We ain't givin' you eight
C
my shooters
They look like soldiers ankle weight
B
Bitch wanna call my phone, you can wait
C
I'm a fat nigga with a choppa, I can race
B
Bm
In a church with the stick, oh, happy day
C
We rob the plug for the
racks in the safe
Bm
C
Watch how I shoot, like JR smith
You ain't gettin' P's back, nah, you hit
B
Bm
Four hundred K on some showoff shit
C
Walk in the store with some
O- Dog shit
B
Bm
You niggas be gay, go off, bitch
C
My side bitch text me like, "No,
he didn't"
B
That not your stick,
gun range you rented
C
Funny how a whole app gon'
B
make you missin'
Feed a bitch in her mouth
like a baby pigeon
C
Before Corona,
B
you better stay your distance
Keep a hammer on me
C
I can build you a kitchen
Bitch don't know my name
Then Google my image
B
How you do it in the street
C
But don't do it in prison?
I call up Woog, we gon'
Uber some bitches
B
2012 got jumped in the new Helly Hansen
C
Put his ass in a box,
B
now you Roddy Ricchin'
Look like the world of Guinness
C
Got both of my bitches
like, "Girl
B
You trippin'" dawg cook up the crack
Bm
C
Like swirl and cinnamon
I call up Shoot, you know he spin a Benz
B
C
I slide in a coupe, this is an infinite
I'm in Infinity
Backdoor move,
B
we ain't feeling his energy
C
Divide the shit I have, call it symmetry
B
That nigga dead, now he in a symmetry
C
I meant cemetery call in preliminaries
B
Check my dictionary niggas actin' scary
C
I don't fuck with y'all
Verse 3
Matter fact, I don't fuck with none of y'all
HeyShootBaby, y'all
see what's goin' on
I got a Glock in my drawers, hey
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