Tonart: D# minor
Verse 1
C#
F#m
Hah
C#
Cook that shit up Quay
F#m
C#
F#m
It's Gucci (Evil)
C#
F#m
Hah (Genius)
C#
Fast coupe, haha (Nyoom)
F#m
C#
F#m
Hah
C#
F#m
C#
(Mr. Nice Guy, haha)
Verse 2
If you ain't 'bout lettin' that choppa go,
D
we ain't got none in common (No)
C#
I hate snitches, I like bitches (Snitch), but
I'm so in love with money (Money)
Had to cut some of my kinfolks off,
D
they didn't keep it one hundred (What's up?)
C#
If I said it, then I done it (Huh?)
D
Fuck that fake love, I don't want it
C#
Time to renegotiate my contract
D
Bitch, I feel like Andre Drummond
(Wow)
C#
Thumbin' through a half a mil' on Instagram
lookin' like I play on Sundays
You just chick who suck my dick
Miss Lady, you're not the
D
other woman (No)
C#
Fuck a friendship that's
platonic (No)
I need a friend that keeps
me cumming (No, no)
Touch down in Boston,
Gucci be flossin'
I'm about to ghost on Cold Steve
D
Austin (Scooch)
C#
Thieves on my trail,
but you know I lost 'em (Scooch)
Four pipes,
yeah I quadruple exhaust 'em
Outta this world like Marvin
the Martian (Hah)
Fifty a verse and I'm on the charts
D
C#
These rappers so fake that they screamin',
"Extortion"
My choppa keep blowin'
shit out of proportion
Shout out these saucin', niggas
are horsin'
Booties and titties,
D
the perfect proportion
C#
Postin' a pic and it's makin'
me horny (Yeah)
Baby these karats, these
are not pointers
Killin' that pussy,
I'm Gucci Kevorkian
D
Ballin' in Fresno like Jerry
Tarkanian (Yeah)
C#
Gucci's the alien,
I'm from uranium
Droppin' the top, yeah I'm
D
crackin' the cranium (Drop)
C#
All in the stadium (Top) like I play (Guwop), all
D
my kinfolks call me Ray (Ray)
C#
Then my grandad look at me, like,
"I'm so damn glad you lit"
C#
Why is your jewelry,
lookin' aluminum
Why's it dull,
D
what did you do to them
C#
I'm gettin' fucked,
pockets on stuffed (Ooh)
Dressin' like a plug,
D
yeah I stay dripped up (Scooch)
C#
Knocked me down, picked 'em up
Salt me down,
D
yeah fuck me up (Yeah fuck me up)
C#
Too turnt up, too turnt up
Knocked me down,
but I picked them up (Whoa)
Salt me down, salt me down
Yeah they salt me down,
D
but I turnt them up (No)
C#
But I'm too turnt up (Too), I'm so up (Up,
up, up, up)
Wop
Verse 3
C#
Outta proportion, outta proportion
My choppa keep blowin'
D
shit outta proportion
C#
Outta proportion, outta proportion
My choppa keep blowin'
shit outta proportion
Outta proportion, outta proportion
D
Outta pro- outta proportion
C#
Blowin' shit outta proportion,
outta proportion
My choppa keep blowin' shit
D
outta proportion
Outro 1
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D
C#
D
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