Tonart: Gb major•
Verse 1
D
Rektor, I wasn't gonna say it again
F#
Word up, man, it's all good, yo, y let
us in your little shit
You got that, some bullshit, man
F#
You can have it, man
C#
F#
C#
We good, we good
D#m
See you like the front
Me, I like the stunt
I go forward or forth, damn,
you the type to punt
I go for the home run, you the type to blunt
No support, stay in court twice a month
Like the blunt,
D .A. please advise,
he breakin' down them pizza piles
I see my eyes blow it out right now,
I'm facin' three to five
Assault charge, yeah granted,
it was aggravated
Watch you characters,
my character won't assassinate it
Huh, they had to hate it, agitated, cash related
I tell ya bitch grab my dick, huh,
now masturbate it
Don't catch feelings man,
how she not feelin'
Kim?
And lookin' by the waist,
spinnin' like a ceiling fan
My girl
Chanel shit sells, shit, first
Chanel kick -style
Slit turn down 50 mil on my
Chappelle shit
Get your ice wet,
lay down a slight, bad word
My word heard,
you'll get curved like a
Nike check
Check!
G#dim
Check!
Slime!
F#
Ayy yo, they call us the
New
C#sus4
Nikes, man
We like
Richard
Pryor, ayy
Abdim
F#
Three shots, I take his whole team out
Ebm
You now lookin' at the
face of the new team
No plies, big faces in these true jeans
I don't tie nor lace,
I keep some loose strings
Tongue hangin',
Abm
Ebm
son fakin' in them 2G s
She gon' drop on two knees once she see the belt I'm number one with the water,
I need to meet with felt
Got my own corner, I don't need your help
I'm doing everything like I only need myself
Abm
Ebm
A bit more thread, I had a city song
Top down, getting head while on the
Bentley phone
Powder blue azure, like the one that
Diddy owns
Axe killer, I write thrillers like
Quincy
Jones
G -Force speed boats in
Villa
Homes
Fake poking y chests out with y silicones
Jeff
Hamilton's first level with
silver phones
Standing on the couch in
Manchester filling robes
Abdim
D
F#
C#sus4
Homes
Abdim
Ebm
Damn, you see why I'm feelin' myself?
The market unchanged and y
'all rappers still on the shelf
Quit to go for the
Abm
Ebm
Eagles like I'm from
Philadelphia
I feel for your health,
I pull your ice griller, get melt
Like chill, shawty pump, no ball,
get your body dunked
I don't brawl, a phone call,
Abm
Ebm
have your body slumped
Queen stories, heard them all from
Preem to
Ronnie
Bump
Waitin' on that four -door
Porsche, should be out in a month
With these keys, I'm a wildebeest,
nautica, feel the fleece
I should shoot at the ground,
the way I kill the streets
No seatbelt, but ma, I unfasten ya
Jack
Coup is lavender,
today I'm playin' passenger
Killer the signature,
before that is the literature
How was the baller,
Ebm
hustler slash prisoner?
But a good listener,
Ebm
your wife -a might piss on her
Yeah, that's how a wizard whizz on up
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