Tonart: B major
Intro 1
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C#m
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Verse 1
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Bitch, invented the peep
Racks in the passenger seat
C#m
Bitch, wanna get in my skin
Wanna get in my business
Get in my beast
Make it a game for me
I taught myself when no
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Wig diamond cut on my neck
Then I put the gold on my teeth
A
C#m
Come through crushin' the block
And the dumb bottom runs
in the fresh white teeth
Go in the
G -O -A -T, bitch,
D
get me right before I leave
Yeah, yeah
Mr.
Four
Letter
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G -O -A -T and them four niggas know
Better put on a shoulder like
Coachella
C#m
I need a rib and a trophy and gold medal
Turn me to stone like
Medusa
I think her name was
Rosa
Might get some cleats for what
I'ma throw at her
Keepin' it
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P, my dumpy in my weather, uh
Hop out the
Sprinter at
Neiman's with all of the members
Put that lil' bitch in the blender,
that
Averett's leather
I pull out the bubble for winter
C#m
Nigga, I ain't even a fighter,
it's hard contender
Ridin' that back while I send her
Might as well hand her to
me and surrender
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Ready to crash, bout to hit some bucks
C#m
Them type of the turn up,
Actin' like
Michael
C#m
Jackson, nigga, do you remember?
Yeah, leave out the house with the
Kimberlin denim
I had to learn how to work
them antenna
Poppin' shit first time I
listen to jumpin'
Bitch, I invented the peep
Racks in the passenger seat
C#m
Bitch, wanna get in my skin,
wanna get in my business
Eatin' my beans
They get the game from me,
I taught myself
When no
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Wig diamond cut on my neck
A
Then I put the gold on my teeth
C#m
Come through, crushin' the block
And the dumb bottom runs
in the fresh white teeth
Goin' to
G -O -A -T, bitch,
get me right before I leave
D
Mm, ayy, mm, I invented the
P, mm
I -V -O -T -G -A -N -G,
C#m
crushin' up cannabis leaves, huh
Don't know what my mom was doin'
when she was pregnant with me
But she knew I'd be the greatest
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back when I was in a baby seat
C#m
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Babies, mm
My next check, I'm scuba divin',
finna get that stingray back
For what they did to my nigga,
C#m
Steve
The cutest nigga to breathe,
I just broke her off
In the back of the loft,
we sippin' on tea, uh
you can't sit with us like a nigga
out of sit -in, uh
Chicago cold, so we throwin'
up gang signs in the
C#m
Body froze, they need church
clothes for the funeral
fitting, uh
All the schools closed,
they ask questions we don't
know, nigga
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Wednesday, I got on all pink like the
Mean
Girls, but
it's faux, niggas
We came from nothin',
it was somethin' to make foe,
C#m
uh
Figures, look at my figure,
I'm that nigga,
Marilyn
Monroe, uh
Like a ballerina, every time I hit,
she on her tippy toes, uh
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Sippin', sippin' on synthy, uh
Box of briefs, it's
Fenty, this shit soundin' classic, vintage
This hit different,
Nas and sent me, uh
C#m
I need y 'all to stream this
shit so I can make like 20
F#m
C#m
Give that to my mama when
D
Yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch, I invented the peep,
racks in the passenger seat
C#m
Bitch wanna get in my skin,
wanna get in my business, get in my briefs
They get the game from me,
I top myself when no
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Went down to cut up my neck,
then I put the gold on my teeth
C#m
Come through, crushin' the block and the dumb
bottom ones and the fresh white teeth
A
D
C#m
D
bitch get me right before I leave
you
C#m
F#m
A
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