Tonart: B minor•
Verse 1
Bm
G
(D J
Bm
G
Bm
G
Bm
G
on the
beat so it's a banger)
Verse 2
Bm
All this clout shit, you chasin' that,
Balenciaga, space cadet
I don't even fuck with niggas,
I'd just rather chase a check
Man, this shit so crazy,
seen my idol with a fake Patek
I just sent my bitch to Bora Bora,
cost me eighty racks
I'm the one, bitch asked me for
a flight but she ain't ate it yet
I'ma hit that road and try to
jam until I make it back
Can't no real nigga lie on they
word and try to take it back
I might mix my Percocet with red,
A
Bm
I can't find the Act'
Verse 3
Bm
Off a lot of pills, kissin' bitches, ew
G
Designer junkie, yeah, only top Chanel
Bm
Don't get caught with the scale,
bronem died in the field, uh
G
We had to split our meals,
A
went half for hotels, uh
Bm
Gotta watch your mans,
that's the beauty of the streets
G
Look at me and my bitch,
that shit Beauty and the Beast
Bm
Never call my phone about the
opps 'cause ain't no peace
G
Man this shit for real,
found out my homie, he police
Verse 4
clout shit, you chasin' that,
Balenciaga, space cadet
I don't even fuck with niggas,
I'd just rather chase a check
Man, this shit so crazy,
seen my idol with a fake Patek
I just sent my bitch to Bora Bora,
cost me eighty racks
I'm the one, bitch asked me for
a flight but she ain't ate it yet
I'ma hit that road and try to
jam until I make it back
Can't no real nigga lie on they
word and try to take it back
I might mix my Percocet with red,
I can't find the Act'
Verse 5
Bm
Funeral, suit and tie,
I'll shoot for the guys
G
Takin' shrooms on me now,
car go vroom on them now
Bm
I got groupies on me now,
I got Gucci on me now
G
I put blood in Mashallah,
I got kufis with me now
A
Bm
Feel like I'm dyin', I'm too high,
Pluto died in the Chi
G
Got me ridin' around, hunnid rounds on him now,
Bm
uh
Hunnid rounds on him now,
Pluto
Verse 6
Bm
All this clout shit, you chasin' that,
Balenciaga, space cadet
I don't even fuck with niggas,
I'd just rather chase a check
Man, this shit so crazy,
seen my idol with a fake Patek
I just sent my bitch to Bora Bora,
cost me eighty racks
I'm the one, bitch asked me for
a flight but she ain't ate it yet
I'ma hit that road and try to
jam until I make it back
Can't no real nigga lie on they
word and try to take it back
I might mix my Percocet with red,
Outro 1
I can't find the Act'
G
Bm
G
Bm
G
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