Tonalité : Eb major•
Verse 1
Eb
(This Chicago, nigga)
(Trap- A- Holics) (Ear Drummers)
Pull up, Ghost clan
I'm fresh out the pot,
I'm lookin' like a dope man (ayy, ayy)
Plug back and now I got that coke in
Lil' cousin nineteen, but he gon' tote my four,
fam (damn son, where'd you find this?)
Fuckin' in Gucci slides
Twenty- 08, bitch,
I was buyin' them two for fives (two for fives)
You got drank, that's true? Let me buy it
So ain't never no pancake,
that shit there gon' get denied (ayy, pussy, real trap shit)
I won't buy it if you can buy it
All this water, I ain't scuba divin'
Never sign with illumini-
Big M- E, who am I?
My name Chief So super
high (Sos' baby)
In the bed where a cougar lie (huh)
She just killed me, homicide
You ain't a top guy, you the other guy
Smell me smokin' on an onion
Lump you up, it's a bunion
Shawty Lo, get done, done
Ebm
Eb
She ask do I want a Perc', uh- uh
Fuck that, ho, show me somethin',
somethin'
The girls got me lookin' like Hong Kong
I look asian,
you can call me Shang Tsung
(This Chicago, nigga)
Pull up, Ghost clan
I'm fresh out the pot,
I'm lookin' like a dope man (ayy, ayy)
Plug back and now I got that coke in
Lil' cousin nineteen,
but he gon' tote my four, fam
(Like you ain't know)
Pull up, Ghost clan
I was mindin' my business,
she put me in her Close Friends
Balenciaga winter gloves,
I built a snowman
Rolls Royce truck, lookin' like a tow man
Gb
Eb
Sent her to the store for rubber bands,
I need some mo'
I don't need a scale,
I buy a whole thang just to smoke
Don't try to compare,
I'm in a whole 'nother category
Everybody know,
my flow is nastier than a lavatory
I'm straight out the laboratory
Pull up, put it back up on me
I'ma put a rack up on it
Ebm
Get on the track, put facts up on 'em
Eb
Know he broke, put a cast up on him
She fell in love with the accent, don't it?
We pullin' up in matchin' Rollies
Uncle Sam, I'm taxin' on 'em, yeah
Pull up, Ghost clan
I'm fresh out the pot,
I'm lookin' like a dope man (ayy, ayy)
Plug back and now I got that coke in
Lil' cousin nineteen, but he gon' tote my four,
Ebm
Eb
fam
Fuckin' in Gucci slides
Twenty- 08, bitch,
I was buyin' them two for fives
You got drank, that's true? Let me buy it
So ain't never no pancake,
that shit there gon' get denied (ayy, pussy)
Ebm
Eb
Yeah, bitches fall in love
just to take a picture
Niggas wanna fight,
but I got the sticker
Niggas just be talkin',
Ebm
they a bunch of lippers
Niggas drinkin' brown lean,
Eb
Ebm
actin' like a sipper
Eb
Be careful, 'cause that shit'll probably
Ebm
fuckin' kill you
Paralyzin', numbin',
Eb
I can't fuckin' feel you
Ebm
Eb
Ebm
Cut the girls and these nig gas
Eb
Ebm
comin' out like lizards
Finna head on your block and
Eb
Ebm
beat that bitch like SZA
Eb
She think that I'm Dipset, 'cause
I be drinkin' sizzurp
Ebm
Pull up in that coupe with
Eb
me and Mike Willy
Ebm
Eb
Ebm
I just bought a Benz, she 'bout
Eb
Ebm
to pop a wheelie
Gb
Sixteen and I damn near let
Eb
a copper kill me
Ebm
You don't want me,
Ebm
Eb
'cause I got that guapo really
Heavy attention
Heavy, heavy, heavy
Eb
Eb
Ebm
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