Tonart: F# minor•
Verse 1
F#m
D
F#m
(CashMoneyAP)
Bm
F#m
D
F#m
Bm
F#m
(Chapo)
CashMoney, CashMoney, yeah, yeah, yeah
Verse 2
D
Long days up on the block,
E
F#m
a nigga got a sun tan
I'm looking back upon my past,
a nigga came from nothin'
D
These niggas say they wanna blast me,
E
F#m
but that Glocky on me
You run up on me, kill your bitch- ass,
then I'll shoot your homie
F#m
I've been feelin' like a star
Bm
Need to slow down on the drugs,
F#m
keep poppin' these bars
D
F#m
I got about four cars up in the gar age
And I can't even drive,
but them bitches push start (ayy)
Pushin' straight,
E
backpack, choppa bullets, rat- a- tat
F#m
Bad yellow bitch eatin' dick
Bm
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like a Rap Snack
Her pussy on fat- fat,
D
F#m
you know I'ma hit that
She said she never had a orgasm,
F#m
Bitch, I'm mar ried to the game,
I won't ever get a prenup
My bitch, she playing with my balls,
Bm
F#m
call her Serena
I be beating the pussy up
D
F#m
just like Ike did Tina
E
F#m
She turned my dick white 'cause
Bm
that bitch was a creamer
F#m
She off of X pills,
D
F#m
Bm
Perkys, Roxys, and the Molly
F#m
D
And I like the way she move her body
F#m
She gave me head in the backseat
Bm
F#m
of the Maserati
Verse 3
F#m
D
Baby, ride me
F#m
Bm
She like the way I ride the beat
F#m
D
Ride me
F#m
Bm
F#m
Baby, get on top of me, yeah
Verse 4
You was at the school and
D
E
I was at the bank
F#m
I be smoking opps and
F#m
And, bitch, I keep a gun,
D
bitch, you keep a shank
E
F#m
And you know that I'm a shooter,
Bm
that's how I got my name
F#m
I got way too many bitches, mane,
D
it's looking like a pageant
F#m
She can't speak no English,
Bm
F#m
but that bitch, she call me daddy
Bm
F#m
D
Just like a plane, if I see the oppositions,
then I'm crashing
F#m
This chopper sang,
Bm
make him dance like that nigga Michael Jackson
F#m
Ayy, I'm a glizzy toter,
E
like a notebook, I'ma fold her
F#m
She was slurpin' on my dick like
she drinking on some soda
Bm
F#m
That bitch, she love giving brain, yeah,
D
F#m
you know that I control her
E
F#m
She got a big ol' onion booty,
Bm
so I told her bend it over
F#m
When I hit her from the back,
E
had that bitch screaming Crip
F#m
'Cause when I get done she
Bm
F#m
gon' walk with a limp
Bm
F#m
Lotta niggas came with me
D
like the slaves on the ship
E
F#m
And my trap going dumb,
Bm
doing acrobatic flips (ayy, uh)
F#m
I got this Glocky up in
D
my pocket and I'ma pop it
F#m
She popping molly, she off a molly,
D
I'm codeine bopping, I'm codeine bopping
F#m
The coldest nigga in the game so you
Bm
F#m
know I'm never stopping
F#m
Bm
She popping Xannies
F#m
D
She always on her knees
F#m
Bm
That's why her nigga can't stand me,
yeah, yeah
Verse 5
Uh, huh
Outro 1
Uh, huh (yeah, yeah)
D
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Bm
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D
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D
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