Tonart: Bb major
Verse 1
G#m
A
On codeine we ain't tryin'
G#m
A
We ain't playin' all that
G#m
A
Amber alert, blrrt, blrrt
Ha, nah, let me stop playin'
You know what I'm sayin'?
G#m
A
Verse 2
A
E
A
Stayed down for all of this shit
quit's (Blrrt)
E
A
Walk down, get to doggin' this shit
G#
Blrrt, got shot in his joggers and shit
Told my ex bitch, "Jump off a cliff"
A
I want cheddar, look at the flicka da wrist
G#
He better keep one up
G#
Court down bad like Money Mitch
G#m
But nah, I ain't sell out no
"Xan, why you keep slidin'?
You better than this"
G#
Fuck y'all, I ain't takin' lec
G#m
A
tures for shit
Lambo Urus, I speed this bitch
G#
My shawty a 10, I'm the dream and shit
I'm dreamin' shit
G#
"Can I take your order?"
On some Kenan shit
A
Make him disappear on some Jesus shit
G#
A
Take me to another place
G#
I got a Glock with the fan
A
HeyShootBaby off them Xans
ARP, I might crash
G#
A
Hold up, they said they want
the old Xan?
Pump shotgun that shoot
Shoot at my neighbor, I feel like Seth Rogan
put down the Trojan
E
A
Bitch nigga always tryna fake
45, bet a nigga won't fake
G#m
I got juice in the cup,
A
Adim
like Jay
Ayy, ayy, ayy, okay
A
G#
A
More Life, he got hit with the Drac'
Shit goin' down, we uppin' the rate
G#
You wanted the pounds
We ain't givin' you eight
They look like soldiers ankle weight
G#
Bitch wanna call my phone, you can wait
A
I'm a fat nigga with a choppa, I can race
G#
G#m
In a church with the stick, oh, happy day
A
We rob the plug for the
racks in the safe
G#m
A
Watch how I shoot, like JR smith
You ain't gettin' P's back, nah, you hit
G#
G#m
Four hundred K on some showoff shit
A
Walk in the store with some
O- Dog shit
G#
G#m
You niggas be gay, go off, bitch
A
My side bitch text me like, "No,
he didn't"
G#
That not your stick,
gun range you rented
A
Funny how a whole app gon'
Feed a bitch in her mouth
like a baby pigeon
Ab
you better stay your distance
Keep a hammer on me
A
I can build you a kitchen
Bitch don't know my name
Then Google my image
Ab
How you do it in the street
A
But don't do it in prison?
I call up Woog, we gon'
Uber some bitches
G#
2012 got jumped in the new Helly Hansen
G#
now you Roddy Ricchin'
Look like the world of Guinness
like, "Girl
G#
You trippin'" dawg cook up the crack
G#m
A
Like swirl and cinnamon
I call up Shoot, you know he spin a Benz
G#
A
I slide in a coupe, this is an infinite
I'm in Infinity
Backdoor move,
G#
we ain't feeling his energy
A
Divide the shit I have, call it symmetry
G#
That nigga dead, now he in a symmetry
A
I meant cemetery call in preliminaries
G#
Check my dictionary niggas actin' scary
A
I don't fuck with y'all
Verse 3
Matter fact, I don't fuck with none of y'all
HeyShootBaby, y'all
see what's goin' on
I got a Glock in my drawers, hey
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