Tonalité : C minor
Intro 1
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
Verse 1
Don't jump at
nothin' you can't handle
Dm
Am
Bitch, you bad as fuck with no standards
Boy, you tryna clean a n***a top
Too much dandruff,
Em
Dm
it's city -spiced up
Em
Get alert, no Em peror
Am
Any n***a tuckin' in, they change,
there's no factor
Dm
I just bought my bitch some earrings,
I'm romantic
Am
Dm
I can hop inside the AMG, I go faster
I don't even run an Instagram,
Em
they gon' amp it
Am
Niggas always talkin' till we see him,
no static
Dm
I'ma keep say in' I need a meal,
Em
what's gon' happen?
Am
Bitch, you let the lights go to your head,
you so average
Dm
Show them people how you really live,
Em
you so plastic
Am
Yeah, I know I'm normal,
baby, please, no cameras
Dm
I could put you on that big screen,
no plasma
Em
City College,
Am
I was doin' scams on campus
Dm
The last nigga tried to put on a show
and got canceled
Em
Am
Bitch, you know I really be with thugs,
no rappers
Em
Dm
I could pass Lil' Brother Woppy,
C
gon' stamp you
Am
Playin' with some chicken,
wrap up, she gon' trap you
Dm
Am
I just put 80 round my neck, it's no actin'
I been doin' numbers on the road,
no basket
Dm
Niggas wanna see you in a suit, no casket
Em
Am
I can really post up on the block
in high fashion
Dm
Bitch, I already know we keep straps,
Am
so stop askin'
And calm down with all that cappin'
Dm
Am
Bitch, you wanna leave, go be happy
I can still knock the baddest bitch,
hair nappy
Em
Dm
They wonder why a nigga lasts this long,
I'm just scrappy
Am
Tell me where that bag, I secure it
Dm
Em
Baby love my swag, my appearance
Am
Brother, he just hit his last
lick of summer marriage
Dm
Em
Riches love to do everything but be a parent
Am
I can't really talk that bad talk,
it's transparent
Dm
Yeah, I'm really him,
Em
so get a grip and stop staring
Am
Brother say he want that big boy,
McLaren
Dm
That love shit over,
once a nigga stop caring
Am
Twenty band night,
I just had a good evening
Dm
What's that in the stash?
Em
Got enough for ten sea sons
Am
Really, I can't make this shit up, keep Gigi
Dm
It can really hap pen any moment,
Em
so sleazy
Am
But you know I really be with thugs
Em
Dm
I can pass lil' bro to Woppy,
C
gon' stamp you
Am
Playin' with some chicken,
wrap up, she gon' trap you
Dm
I just put 80 round my neck,
Am
it's no actin'
I been doin' numbers on the road,
no basket
Dm
N****s wanna see you in a suit, no casket
Em
Am
I can really post up on the
block in high fashion
Dm
Bitch, I already know he keep straps,
Em
Am
so stop askin'
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