Tonart: C minor
Verse 1
Dm
Am
Huh, I just a sub in my trunk,
Am
We out the park with this music,
my shit dope like a bass hit
Written in invisible ink
so you cannot trace this
Am
So who want war, nigga?
Come and be a casualty
We about to school these niggas,
Dm
Oh, we got the product,
now they wanna join the factory
The bartender said I'm a hanger nigga
Am
You just a daiquiri, fuckin' all my factories
I chase banks, so tell her, boy,
me where the cash'll be
Now they ain't in my tank,
C
Dm
so these bitches just keep
on gassin' me
Runnin' with the ball,
they cannot tackle me
In my shades like Johnny Cage,
causin' fatalities
and she play my New Year's ball
That's around like twelve o 'clock on my dick,
Dm
Don't walk away with your chick,
I'm so mic'd, I'm off the wall
And if they forgot that, bitch,
Am
I'm so jacked up for draws
C
This is the Hot Box, no windows cracked,
Am
C
we keep them fumes in, like a gas cap
Am
Dm
No seat belts, but we all strapped,
for those who bullshit,
Am
cause we ain't off that
C
Am
C
Am
Dm
Am
Feet lean back, like I got the itis
In my 300 feelin' like
Am
Dm
I'm a monster, get it crackin'
Robins and the Titans
Stone like I stared at Medusa,
Am
chick call me your highness
C
Fuck chosen, I touch gold like King Midas
Am
She give me head til I'm dead,
C
then bring me back like Osiris
Dm
Merlin with the wand,
moves us up a echelon
We waitin' til the sun is gone,
then we eat like it's Ramadan
Am
Keep movin' like a bag of bombs,
C
go arms til they put us down
Am
They know what we want,
C
give me all the microsongs
Dm
Say I'm Tony the Tiger,
with the blunt and the lighter
But I think I'm Planeter Willer,
do what I say with the fire
Am
I don't fuck with them rats,
we get them off the potpiper
We keep it rollin' in this bitch
like some Michelin tires
C
Dm
I'm like Greenlight, go time, fuck cops,
pork rinds, it's crunch time
I'm Sweet Pea from Baby Boy
Am
with these punchlines like
C
This is the hot box, no windows cracked
Am
C
We keep them fumes in, like a gas cap
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
No seatbelts, but we all strapped
For those who bullshit,
cause we ain't off that
Am
C
This is the hot box, no windows cracked
Am
C
We keep them views in, like a gas cap
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
No seatbelts, but we all strapped
For those who bullshit,
cause we ain't off that
Am
I'm just a thug in my trunk,
So am I, so am I crazy?
Dm
I'm just a thug in my trunk,
so am I crazy?
C -C -C -Crazy
Am
Dm
C -C -C -C -Crazy
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