Tonalité : C minor
Verse 1
Am
C
Huh, Hey shootbaby
Am
(Hello? Xanman?)
I I wish I knew that
You know what I'm sayin'
I wish I knew a lot
C
D
Ooh, ooh, huh (Hey Turk,
Sparkheem)
C
Rifle got hair
Verse 2
and triggers
I just bought her a wig
F
I love what she do when
G
she get in that bed
Am
Rob a nigga, we just shot him instead
Not a family guy,
C
but my bitch look like Meg
Am
Yeah, none of these niggas
don't shoot
C
Em
G
I'm droppin' that shit off MW2
Am
If I get highed up, you
can catch me off goop
C
This Drac' got real wood, they call me Groot
Am
I told you, if this bitch cheat
C
I'ma kill her this bitch got a mind of
G
It's own like Matilda
Am
Fuck I look like buying guns
When I build 'em?
Hol', grab the Glock right there
I'ma leave him
Walk down with that
Drac', it's that season
C
G
Am
Alvin and the Chipmunks, bitch, I'm Ian
Put the F in the feel like Fajita
Cut ties with a bitch like
C
Kanye did Adidas
Verse 3
C
G
Am
Yeah, I wish I knew that this
Drac' 'bout to hit him
C
I wish you knew that I
was talkin' to bitches
Am
Twenty- five in the clip, it's like Christmas
Em
G
He tried to cross me but
Am
he ain't Christian
I'm a fuck nigga, I'm not for GloRilla
C
G
Am
I take all the shit like a picture
I poured a whole six in a pitcher
Em
G
Functional drug addict, I'm addicted
Am
Give me that Fentanyl, this shit hittin'
C
Give me that bitch number, I'ma hit her
Am
Feelin' like nigga, I'm not a
Em
Fuck nigga got Veneers
G
Am
We knock out them dentures
Verse 4
Nigga, what's up with all that tippin'?
Am
None of these niggas not trappin'
Wipe the blood off my shirt
With a Popeyes napkin
C
I ain't totin' no ghost,
this manufactured
Could've made a move
with the 40
What happened? Can't
Am
believe what I made off
A five dollar mattress
I been lookin' for blood like Morbius
Dracula
C
Am
Got purple tips in my gun, look
like lavender
I ain't saving no bitch
C
This not Greys Anatomy
Am
I pulled out the stick,
he like rap battling
Too sharp with the gun
I could shoot out a cavity
My dawg still selling that Scooby
like Daphne
C
Put three in his head like a triple- a battery
Am
I wish you knew how I feel, no hope
Put his head on the fridge
G
Like a suicide note that nig
Am
ga not shootin'
Ain't lettin' no stick go
Her head was so good that I
Came in like six strokes glock 7
11, get killed for a big gulp
Look up to Ted Bundy,
G
they call me a sicko
Am
Yeah, let's see who spinnin' this
Shit like a disco
Let's see who make
C
niggas duck like limbo
F
High off that Fentanyl, done
Am
C
hit a lamppost
I wish these bitches had
G
Am
Somethin' to stand for
I put a band on his head
like Masenko
C
G
Am
Bitch- ass nigga ain't lettin' no
C
Am
G
Drac' go
Outro 1
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