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