Tonart: B minor
Verse 1
F
Em
Dm
G
I keep a chip off
in my cell phone
Am
A
Pocket full of stones,
Am
smoking on the strong
Freddy kane, freddy corleone
Marshalltown niggas had
Am
I call collect get me a 38, now
A
Am
bitch is on
A
9 millimeter, baretta to 40 cal
Am
By 23 fresh up out the box,
A
Am
bitch I hold it down
I hit the stroll with a chili
A
Am
bowl and a crooked smile
A
Am
D
A
Fast forward ten years came back with
D
roley's with golden crowns
Skinny nigga
D
With all the fries you can give me
I tear them bitches off
A
D
Ski mask on yo baby daddy?
Well that's that nigga loss
A
D
Pointin' my trey five seven,
I got my point across
A
Am
A skinny nigga Six wing mild sauce
Verse 2
Am
With
A
all the fries you can give me
Am
I tear them bitches off
A
This burning hole in my pocket
Got me out here 50 soft
Am
Two- twenty- three on my enemy
I tear them bitches off
A skinny nigga
D
F
Six wing mild sauce
Em
With all the fries you can give me
F
I tear them bitches off
A plate of chicken with the bread
Em
F
stuck to the bottom
Em
Fuck my enemies what you looking
for bitch I got 'em
Bitch, bitch I got 'em
G
F
Am
D
A
Am
Fuck my enemies what you
D
A
Am
D
Am
D
F
Em
Dm
looking for bitch I got 'em
G
Am
Bitch, bitch I got 'em
Bitch, bitch I got 'em
Fuck my enemies what you looking
G
Am
G
Am
for bitch I got 'em
Verse 3
A
Kfc, harolds, sharks and popeyes
Am
A
Am
Adidas suit with a plate of chicken,
got mob ties
A fresh delt', weed crumbs
on my plush seats
Em
D
Am
I got my license now I'm backseat
D
A thick bitch live in miller, go to work
A
D
3:30 school was out then I
A
D
was fresh under her skirt
A
Them project niggas hit that bitch,
D
that pussy went berserk
Don't hit without that trojan,
A
fuck around you might get burnt
She was raised in the church, turnt
out in the ghetto
Am
Lock it, pussy pop it,
I swear this bitch deserve a medal
A
Seen school girls turn into
strippers in stilletos
D
F
Pimpin' 'til I die, if you wanna stop
Em
then get ya shovel bitch
F
Em
Extra sauce with the bread
F
Em
stuck to the bottom
D
Freddie forgiato, all my
Dm
bitches spoiled rotten
G
F
Am
A
Cop that llama, got the hollows poppin'
D
Am
D
A
Am
D
out the barrel
Am
D
F
Em
Got a stain
Dm
G
for them
Am
hubbas meet me at the harolds, bitch
Verse 4
A skinny nigga
Six wing mild sauce
Em
Am
With all the fries you can give me
A
Am
A
Am
I tear them bitches off
D
A
Am
With the bread stuck to the bottom
But fuck my enemies what you looking
for bitch I got 'em
Em
Am
Bitch, bitch I got 'em
D
A
D
Fuck my en emies what you
A
looking for bitch I got 'em
D
Fuck my enemies what you looking
Outro 1
Am
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