Tonart: F minor•
Intro 1
Fm
(Buddah Bless this beat)
Chorus 1
Fm
I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006
Gb
dancing on my fucking neck
cost like four bricks
Fm
And the way that I be toting on that strap,
don't make no sense
Bb
He a million dollar nigga
Gb
but be posted in the bricks, ayy
Fm
It make no sense, yeah
It make no sense, uh
Bb
Gb
It make no sense, goddamn
Make no sense, yeah
Fm
Make no sense, nah-uh
Bb
Make no sense, ay-ay YoungBoy
It make no sense, slime
Verse 1
Fm
I could hit it, I could whip it
I could bag it I could stash it
Fm
I could trap out like a motherfucker
And you know me, bitch,
Bb
I just bought another .30 burner
Gb
Fm
I whip too hard, so I got Ike and Meech,
got Tina Turner (whippin' hard)
Bb
It don't make sense, I'm not alright, bitch,
I'll put you under
Gb
Fm
Ain't cut too much, I got that shit
that make them tweak, like damn
Bb
Can't be in front the trap too much,
the world know who I am
Gb
Fm
This shit ain't sweet, who close to me,
I see them hatin' like damn
All I know, get that money,
Bb
still gon' be the one to slay 'em
Gb
Like nigga, uh Nigga,
Fm
Nigga, bitch, nigga, bow,
Chorus 2
with my jewelry, fuck the jury
Fm
I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006
Gb
dancing on my fucking neck
cost like four bricks
Fm
And the way that I be toting on that strap,
don't make no sense
Bb
He a million dollar nigga
Gb
but be posted in the bricks, ayy
Fm
It make no sense, yeah
It make no sense, uh
Bb
Gb
It make no sense, goddamn
Make no sense, yeah
Fm
Make no sense, nah-uh
Bb
Make no sense, ay-ay YoungBoy
Verse 2
It make no sense, slime
Fm
4KTrey, BoB, I been that, bitch, you notice me
Fm
Tell them niggas I say fuck 'em
Bb
These hoes ain't shit, they want my cash
so I never love 'em
Gb
Fm
I flash and beat a nigga ass
with this .50 above him
Bb
On TV I could tell my younin'
hit 'em with the cutter
Gb
(motherfuck a nigga)
Fm
There's a boy, real nigga blessed him
with that boy, he say yeah-eh
Bb
He out the H, you play,
Gb
he shoot you in yo face (Northside)
Fm
Bullets flying, back to back bitch when we ride
Bb
Gb
I'm convicted but issa issue I slide 'fore I slide
Fm
Die today, bitch, they say four pussy
Chorus 3
niggas died 'fore I died (slime)
Fm
I feel like I'm Gucci Mane in 2006
Gb
dancing on my fucking neck
cost like four bricks
Fm
And the way that I be toting on that strap,
don't make no sense
Bb
He a million dollar nigga
Gb
but be posted in the bricks, ayy
Fm
It make no sense, yeah
It make no sense, uh
Bb
Gb
It make no sense, goddamn
Make no sense, yeah
Fm
Make no sense, nah-uh
Bb
Make no sense, ay-ay YoungBoy
It make no sense, slime
Fm
Fm
Bb
Gb
[Fade out]
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