Tonalité : D# minor•
Verse 1
Ebm
Nigga know I'm a clit,
come around with that bullshit
Cb
I start it off with a brick,
Gb
Db
how the fuck a nigga start off with a brick?
Ebm
I can stretch a ball almost to a zip,
I be gettin' called 600 a yip
Cb
Get high off my own supply, I need a hit,
Db
Trap got hot, servin' out the tent
Ebm
Gimme box cut, I'm slittin' my shit,
Servin' Magic Johnson on Burnby,
Cb
you pissed Glock 42,
put it inside of Chris,
Dance in the street,
Db
you gon' die like Chris
Ebm
Glock 42, Jack Robinson shit,
Cb
War in side the hood, I started that bitch
Blow his ass up like a jobby and shit,
Db
Shooter got dreads like Dommy and shit
Ebm
Yeah, n***a try to rob me,
kill him for his cash at Bob Lee
Cb
I can let the Drake sing, Jaques,
Db
cut off a n***a, hit a widow's peak
Ebm
Yeah, I'm shoot, baby,
lil' bitch, I'ma crash
I changed my name to Rob Van Zandt
Cb
Got over ten dollars,
Gb
you liable to get banged
Db
I don't give a fuck, rich
Ebm
n***a, on your ass
Fuck Tim Curry, we
been had a match
Cb
Noggin's ass sour, knuckle full of brass
Gb
Line up the plug like Smasher Pass
Db
Ebm
Line his ass up like Clash of Clans
They shoot his bitch,
Cb
I need help from my friends
I'm Ludacris when I'm
smashin' a lamb
Db
Fans bliss, put the dope in a hand
They thought I shot Kendrick Lamar,
Ebm
dam n
Bitch, fuck the Flintstones,
I'm with Bam Brick of Fenton,
Cb
it came in tan Axl Plugg,
Jean Grey on last year
Db
Ebm
One fuck, I'ma send her to trash can
Man, keep blowin' up
shit, but you hypin' it in
I got the Draco,
Cb
I'ma light it again
Db
Put a n***a head in a recyclin' bin
I don't get fucked
Ebm
Gb
N***a know I'ma click
Ebm
Come around with that bullshit
Gb
Cb
I started off with a brick
Db
How the fuck a n***a start off with a brick?
Ebm
I can stretch a ball almost to a zip
I be gettin' called 600 a year
Gb
Cb
Get high off my own supply, I need a hit
Gb
Db
Gb
Trap got hot, servin' off the tent
Ebm
Give me box cut, I'm slittin' my shit
Servin' Magic Johnson on Burn,
Cb
but you pissed Glock 42,
put it inside of Chris
Gb
Dance in the street,
Db
you gon' die like Chris
Ebm
Glock 42, Jack Robinson shit
Cb
War inside the hood, I started that bitch
Blow his ass up like a jobby and shit
Db
Shooter got dreads like Dommy and shit
Ebm
Yeah, n***a talkin' bout what
you gon' slide for
Choke a bitch with a HDMI cord
Cb
Walk down with that motherfuckin'
Gb
fire on
Db
I fuck a best friend and me
Ebm
and my bitch cry on
I know his man was lookin' at him,
don't die on me
N***a got a stepper in action
Cb
I got a gun, that's another gun,
Gb
that's an attachment
Db
N***a don't know about a
Ebm
fact like flashin'
I stand on business, so
bitch don't address me
I don't give a fuck, I pour
Cb
drink and some pepsi
Gb
I shoot a n***a like I'm on Aspen,
Db
I'm in ESPN
Ebm
Before I had a gun in middle school,
I stabbed a n***a with pen
Gun off a halo, I'm tow
Cb
in' the 6th gen
Gb
Cult of us here like a mother
Db
fuckin' Haitian
Ebm
Livestock in the gun in the basement
Bad bitch drink liquor with chaser
Cb
Bad bitch drink liquor without
chaser
Gb
Db
Walk around with that motherfuckin'
Walk around with that mother
Ebm
fuckin' doubt maker
Trap house is around about Dalmatian
Choke a bitch out,
she be in the cloud chasin'
Bumped the AP from
two blocks down
Neighbors like, why is my house shakin'?
Hey, shoot you
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