Tonart: C major
Verse 1
Dbm
Ab
Dbm
Ab
Oh shit, fuck is my watch at? Shit man,
C#m
Eb
Dbm
Ab
C#m
fuck
G#
C#m
G#
Nah man, nah man, hell nah
D#
C#m
G#
D#
C#m
These bitches is frontin'
The fuck the shit go?
Verse 2
C#m
Them drug gangstas
Yo son, you got my shit?
C#
C#m
C#
C#m
Nah, son, I ain't got ya shit
G#
Son, you ain't got my shit?
Verse 3
Dbm
Nah, nigga, I ain't got ya shit
Ab
Yo, son, my shit is gone
Dbm
Pah listen, I ain't got ya shit
Ab
Eb
Dbm
Lex you sure you ain't leave it in the
Verse 4
Dbm
out, fell in the zone,
Eb
Dbm
half the bone lit
Ab
Dbm
Passed off, rubbin' on my ski hat,
oh shit
Db
My blunt fell, my watch, you seen it?
Dbm
Ab
Gleamin' little young fella,
Dbm
he just had the stupidest look, weeded
Verse 5
G#
Yo, I'm tired and stressed,
Dbm
hungry and I'm vexed
Ab
Dbm
And I'm flippin' 'cause these
Db
niggaz wanna play me for test
Ab
Eb
Shit fell off ya hand Lord? Stop it,
Dbm
Ab
I'm eyein niggaz in they faces
Dbm
After that I'm goin' at niggaz pockets
Verse 6
faggot yeah,
C#m
y'all niggaz got my shit
I helped you cop yo' shit
C#m
G#
C#m
Then help me find my shit
D#
G#
Eye- ballin' every fake Frankie
Lymon in the joint
Verse 7
find my shit
G#
C#m
Yeah, yo now I got robbed, I smell it
Ab
Mad bitches walkin' by
Dbm
the fella tryin' to crochet
Ab
Dbm
Bitch spell it, listen trick, be out, bounce
Verse 8
Dbm
Eb
Ab
Blew an ounce off of weed
Dbm
in the bitch face
She pulled out two white owls
Ab
Dbm
Everybody back the fuck up, move
Ab
Eb
Chef, you actin' like a loose cannon
Verse 9
Db
Dbm
Pah, with you an d your dudes
Ab
If my shit come up, cool
Dbm
G#
Matter of fact, clack, clack,
Niggas pulled out tools
Verse 10
G#
C#m
Yo, yo, yo, yo, turn the fuckin' lights off
Ab
Dbm
Pass the illumin' Lord, tell the DJ yo,
Ab
turn the fuckin' music off
We got announcements,
Dbm
Ab
we want y'all to listen clear
Db
We just lost about mansion in here
Dbm
Ab
And yo,
Verse 11
Dbm
eh yo, if we don't get
it back it's gon' be a problem
Ab
Db
Dbm
Then my niggas gon' react
Db
Dbm
and that'll be a problem
G#
C#m
Db
Eighty- five thou' gone we
Dbm
got a fuckin' problem
Db
Dbm
Ain't nobody leavin' alive
until we find 'em
Verse 12
G#
Dbm
Excuse me, miss, no I ain't havin' it
Ab
Dbm
I smacked him with the four pound,
bitch hit the ground
Ab
C#m
Then I stepped off, dropped out the shit
Ab
Dbm
Ab
Equipped with the dipped
C#m
Courdouroy Bailey's with the cream stitch
Verse 13
G#
C#m
Powerhouse bis
G#
Dbm
cuits that blow roofs off
Ab
Dbm
Rae watch is missin',
Ab
Dbm
Ab
C#m
Ab
you take ya boots off and take off those chain s
Dbm
Ab
The fat fuck thought I was playin'
C#m
so I started sprayin'
G#
Chicks hit the floor, bottles broke
Dbm
Ab
The owner slid through beefin',
Verse 14
Dbm
Ab
Duke threw the toast to his throat
Dbm
Ab
We brought the noise like we
My man don't get his shit
G#
C#m
in four or five minutes
G#
C#m
Yo we're leavin' with the vote
Verse 15
G#
G
A gangsta's lotto,
C#m
G#
thirteen bodies and still climbin'
C#m
Big shotties, bodied
G#
when they sniff body
C#m
We did our thing too we got
to the envy lobby
G#
Bb
C#m
Our last four or five shots we see nobody
Verse 16
G#
C#m
Yo, yo, yo, yo, turn the fuckin' lights off
G
G#
C#m
Pass the illumin' Lord, tell the DJ yo,
G#
turn the fuckin' music off
We got announcements,
Dbm
Ab
we want y'all to listen clear
Dbm
We just lost about mansion in here
Verse 17
Dbm
eh yo, if we don't get it back
Ab
it's gon' be a problem
Db
Dbm
Then my niggas gon' react
Db
Dbm
and that'll be a problem
Ab
Dbm
Eighty- five thou' gone we
got a fuckin' problem
Ain't nobody leavin' alive
until we find 'em
Verse 18
Ab
Eh yo, eh yo, shit got real that night
Dbm
Power grabbed him,
Ab
Vine smacked him dead in his head
(Oh shit, nigga he got a Magnum)
Ab
Yo we all holdin', rollin'
Verse 19
Dbm
Grab a nigga, search him if he front,
Ab
Dbm
fuck it, blow him
Watchin' niggas foldin'
Dbm
The bartender got a shotgun in his hand
Ab
Let off the wheelchair nigga
Eb
Dbm
got him and ran
Verse 20
full body armor automatically on
The faggots passed off the
(Yo y'all niggas
ain't searchin' shit)
Yo where the big mouth at?
Verse 21
Matter of fact nigga, line the fuck up
Nigga tried to swing on G's
but he a gentleman
Son, he dropped the dead
arm but failed to see it
Two shot G's pealed his meat
Verse 22
Let's see, niggas tried to front
like my niggas is weak
Corey pulled the truck up, see- 4ed this bitch,
blew it the fuck up
Niggas'll use and niggas'll die
in this mothafucka
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