Tonart: F# minor
Verse 1
C
D
Bm
Em
C
Bm
Yea,
C
D
Bm
Em
C
Bm
uh
Verse 2
C
Looking forward to the stretch
Bm
Imma' pull on all you fuck
Back stabbed too many times so
I can't trust niggas (Aye)
I can't even stress how y'all
C
The first time be the last time
And that shit still got stuck
D
C
with us (Aye)
Verse 3
Come try yo hand at this,
D
my jewels is hot like Cannabis
C
Handoff from my jeweler,
D
C
damn near burnt my fucking hands and shit
Black murder phantom shit
C
B
Burnt like a candle tip
C
Fuck you mean a stretch?
Em
Just put a whole chandelier
C
Bm
D
C
around my neck (Aye)
Am
C
I just put my whole fucking fam
Em
D
C
ily on a jet (Aye)
Em
I just paid my whole fucking
Summer 2021, I'm looking
forward to the stretch
Verse 4
D
Em
Imma' pull on all you
Back stabbed too many times so
I can't trust niggas (Aye)
I can't even stress how
Em
C
y'all can't fuck with us
The last time was the first time and this
time it stuck with us (Yea)
Verse 5
D
C
Let's go
RDB Matte Black Rover
match my Richard Mille
She a freak, I'm elite
Something that the bitches feel
She so fleek, Patek Phillipe
D
C
The only thing on her that's real
You so weak, you called her over
Em
Why that bitch still sitting still?
C
And I just put a whole chandelier
Bm
C
on that bitches neck
And I just put my whole damn
family on a fucking jet
And I just got a fucking check
Y'all niggas peeped my numbers
Then y'all niggas broke a fucking sweat
Em
I'm looking forward to
Verse 6
C
Bm
Imma' pull on all you fuck
Back stabbed too many times so
I can't trust niggas (Aye)
I can't even stress how y'all
can't fuck with us
The first time be the last time and
Verse 7
that shit still got stuck with us
Bm
I'm looking forward to the stretch while
C
y'all been stretching stories
This shit getting out of hand
Am
C
This shit getting over- played
Y'all niggas is over- aged
Y'all got me fucked up
Tryna tell me the shit that I'm
supposed to say
Y'all niggas been rode the wave
Y'all niggas on a stolen wave
Bm
C
I might have to show the way
But y'all kids, y'all supposed to play
So Imma' let my sons be my sons
My hoes be my hoes
Keep my problems down
and my head high
And just pray to God this shit goes
From the concrete I arose
When the sun shine, He grows
Bm
And I still can't wait to see the day
C
That y'all niggas steal my hoes
Y'all fuck niggas wouldn't
know
I'm the proudest nigga,
y'all know
I'm a prodigy and y'all know
Just got a call, half a million on the table
And I just might let it go
Em
C
Bm
C
Verse 8
Summer take o- , (Yea)
Shouldn't have to tell you
that it's- (over)
Now the boy turning threat,
he a soldier
Prolly got the whole fucking
set on his shoulder
And I'm willing to bet that Imma' be
the greatest when this shit-
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