Tonalité : F major•
Verse 1
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God knows
I am
Reincarnated, I was stargazin'
Bb
Life goes on,
F
I need all my babies (gyah, gyah)
Verse 2
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Woke up lookin' for the broccoli
High- key, keep a horn on me, that Kamasi
IP, ownership, the blueprint is by me
Mr. Get Off, I get off at my feet
(When I hear music,
Fm
F
it makes me dance)
(You got the music,
Fm
F
now is your chance)
A yee nigga couldn't try me
in the tri- state
Buddy pass, bet I get him splashed
'til he hydrated
Bounce out, know he spook town,
eyes dilated
Verse 3
I got the money and the power both gyratin'
F
Fm
I feel good, get the fuck out my face
F
Fm
Look good, but she don't got no taste
F
Fm
F
Fm
I walk in, walked out with the safe
Mando, let me know what the play
Verse 4
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What the fuck? I got hits, I got bucks,
I got new paper cuts
I got friends, I got foes,
Fm
but they all sitting ducks
Hit his turf and get crackin',
F
double back like a deluxe
Fifty deep, but it ain't deep enough
Fuck a plea, there he go, beat him up
Fallin' from my money tree and
it grow throughout the months
Spit a loogie at the camera,
speed off, yeah, it's us
Verse 5
F
Fm
I feel good, get the fuck out my face
F
Look good, but she don't got no taste
Fm
I walk in, walked out with the safe
F
Mando, let me know what the play
Verse 6
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Squabble up, squabble up
Squabble up, squabble up
Squabble up (mh- mh), squabble
Fm
up (mh- mh)
F
Squabble up (mh- mh), squabble
Fm
up
F
Fm
Hol' up (hol' up),
Verse 7
F
Fm
where you from? (Where you from?)
F
Bye, bitch (bye, bitch),
Fm
F
I'm finna go dumb (finna go dumb)
Fm
Ab
Fm
Sideways (sideways), bunk
skunk (bunk skunk)
Ab
Fm
Fever (fever), I'm
F
on one (I'm on one)
Verse 8
Thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, thunk, baby rockin' it
F
Quid pro quo, what you want?
'Cause I'm watchin' it
Work on the floor,
Fm
let me know if you clockin' it
F
Brodie won't go,
Fm
but I know that he poppin' it
It was woof tickets on
sale 'til I silenced it
Pipe down, young,
F
Fm
these some whole other politics
Bitch with him and some bitch in him,
that's a lot of bitch
Don't hit him, he got kids with him,
F
my apologies
Ghetto child,
Fm
it was Black & Milds with the Smirnoff
F
Yeehaw, we outside,
whoadie 'bout to kill him off
Blaps on blaps, it's a fact,
Fm
this a brick of raw
F
Fm
Tell me why the fuck you niggas
rap if it's fictional?
Tell me why the fuck you niggas
fed if you criminal?
F
"Ayy, Dot, can I get a drop?" I'm like,
"Nigga, nah"
Fm
Ace boon coon from the
Ab
Westside to Senegal
Fm
It's a full moon,
Verse 9
let the (ah) wolves out, I been a dog
Fm
I feel good, get the fuck out my face
F
Look good,
but she don't got no taste
Fm
F
I walked in, walked out with the safe
Verse 10
Mando, let me know what the play
F
Squabble up, squabble up
Squabble up, squabble up
Squabble up (mh- mh), squabble
up (mh- mh)
Squabble up (mh- mh), squabble up
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