Tonart: G# minor
Verse 1
C#m
Somebody call the fraud
department
(La Música de Harry Fraud)
Haha
You know what we on
(Make sure your pieces hittin',
Verse 2
G#m
I'm still in and out the hood with the bag on
me (facts)
Done- done niggas good,
then went bad on me (fuck 'em)
Felt like Suge in '96 with the red
rag on me (Eastside)
The way I've been tacklin' shit,
they should put pads on me
Play has changed,
so I might call an audible (hike)
Turned the AR to a pistol,
nigga, now the gun's portable (loaded)
We gon' ride like the tank
is on a quarter full
Got us feelin' like robbin' the bank
is what we oughta do
B
G#m
They talk of smoke
like I'm too rich to slide
I drop a bag and they told me that's how much
a bitch had cried (boo- hoo, nigga)
D#m
We let that heat go just like
G#m
And I used to cook up coke in the same
D#m
pot the chicken fried (lucky)
B
You gotta watch the wicked media
D#m
They tryna find my network
on Wikipedia (facts)
G#m
E
D#m
I can't re call tellin' that bitch
G#m
that I needed her (sheesh)
If she a bad bitch, nigga,
tell me where they breeded her, fucker
Verse 3
G#m
Shit, now that sound like a lose- lose
I be in all the main events with
the who's who's
We been puttin' masks
on 'fore the new flus
Nigga, I still run around, pocket
full of new blues
Shit, now that sound like a lose- lose
I be in all the main events with
the who's who's
We been puttin' masks
on 'fore the new flus
Nigga, I still run around, pocket
Verse 4
full of new blues
over eight hundred credit (I'm loaded)
Word is my bond,
it's gon' rain if I said it (factual)
If we shoot a movie,
it's no way we can edit (uh- uh)
We just charge it to the game 'cause we love
D#m
playin' with debit (what's the Venmo?)
D#
We'll haul liquid like this water on
G#m
Bitch, that's for sure,
it's no shortage on the flex (ooh)
D#m
D#
D#m
I got a jewelry box with
Audemars and Pateks
G#m
We be playin' Call of Duty,
goin' to war on the jet
D#
four- course meal on the yacht deck
D#m
This Yachtmaster on the dock got
G#m
his watch wet (ill)
D#m
Been talkin' beef,
G#m
you ain't run up on the opp yet
We been ready to shoot like the clock
D#m
B
tickin' with a shot left
D#m
All these new rappers,
D#
they just rap for clout (fuck them lil' niggas)
G#m
Happened to them choppas you was rappin'
'bout? (You got it on you?)
D#m
If my name slip out your lips,
then I'ma slap your mouth
G#m
Start frontin' on us and
we start backin' out
Verse 5
G#m
Shit, now that sound like a lose- lose
I be in all the main events with
the who's who's
We been puttin' masks
on 'fore the new flus
Nigga, I still run around, pocket
full of new blues
Shit, now that sound like a lose- lose
I be in all the main events
with the who's who's
We been puttin' masks on
'fore the new flus
Nigga,
Outro 1
I still run around, pocket full of new blues
C#m
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