Tonart: D minor•
Verse 1
G
Ridin' ridin' on y 'all,
Dm
G
ridin' ridin' on y 'all, yeah, yeah
Bb
G
Ridin' ridin' on y 'all,
Am
ridin' ridin' on y 'all
G
Bet you, bet you thought you had me,
thought you really had me
Now, now, I'm from this town,
clown, move around
Am
It's me a piece of baby, baby,
Osha,
Osha, baby
G
Crazy, crazy, yeah, kinda hazy,
yeah, kinda hazy, yeah
Dm
G
Kinda shady, ride up on me,
if you really want to
Am
I'ma put you, put you, put you on the ground,
G
It ain't a freaking game,
better watch it, watch it
How, how you think of my name,
is it really in the game?
Bb
Not the one that you wanna play with
G
Am
But the one that's gonna
G
Yeah, I'm ridin', yeah, I'm ridin'
Ridin' on all of y 'all, bitch,
I'm holdin' tight
Oh, huh, nah, y 'all ball,
y 'all ball, y 'all ball
Am
G
Nah, y 'all about to fall, about to fall
Dm
G
I'm off the top of all the gang,
in the gang, comin' at
Real beats in the streets,
blowin' up, showin' up
Holdin' up, no, no, no, no,
throwin' up
Am
Blowin' up on y 'all,
G
Am
stack her top, hang up, yeah
G
Risin', risin', isn't it, isn't it,
isn't it, isn't it, isn't it
Your worst nightmare, no,
I don't really care
Am
If you freakin' broke,
G
if you ain't got weed to smoke
Cause you tried to shit on me,
tried to fuckin' put people out to get me
Yeah, kinda fucked up your plans
Didn't know that
Am
you was messin' with
God's man
messed up your plot
Came through, yeah,
this ain't gon' get me
Yeah, yeah, magic fuckin' too
What you wanna do?
G
Shittin' on you, got away with it
Dm
Yeah, my gun, you know I stay with it
G
Yeah, I stay with it, never ever commit it
G
ain't gon' have to worry about me
the beats talkin' that shit
Dm
G
An d not comin' through
and makin' that hit
Cause that's exactly what
the fuck I'm gon' do
If you motherfuckers wanna
G
Blast, blast, big nigga, nigga
Hell, yeah, I'm greater
Shake a hater, don't need a favor
Am
Dm
I can handle this on my own,
G
these niggas ain't strong
These niggas is weak, I'm pullin' down
Dm
G
In the fuckin' concrete,
in the fuckin' street
We the beats,
Bb
Jersey,
Jersey
G
City
Am
Dm
G
Houston, gotta, gotta get with me
Comin' through, shinin' out,
I'm toppings the wood
G
Haters with a snake could knock me down
Dm
But I keep blowin' up someway,
somehow
Shoutout to
Kevin
Sparta
Dm
G
Comin' through, blowin' up at
Dartmouth
Bb
Dm
Yeah, it is real
Gettin' all in your grill
G
Ain't really worried about no
Tryna start no shit with me
G
Dm
G
Dm
Cause they already know I'm packin'
And I ain't bout to let y 'all
G
Bitch, I'm in a hearse, right in my
Yeah, yeah,
Dm
you know how they freakin' go
G
Yeah, they was talkin',
but they wasn't walkin'
Dm
G
They was fuckin' actin',
Dm
I was fuckin' actin'
G
I was fuckin' laughin',
Am
Dm
I was about action,
I wasn't actin'
between me and you
Dm
G
See me, when I say it, it really go through
I'm a freakin' boss
And I'll be damned if I take a fuckin' loss
To a bunch of bitch niggas
that really ain't shit
All y 'all hoes can suck my dick
But I'm mine,
you know a nigga fuckin' real
Feelin' fuckin' real,
how you fuckin' feel, pussy?
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