Tonart: A minor•
Verse 1
Am
Ha
Million dollar baby
Em
Am
We playing crazy bitch
Friends ain't really friends,
E
Am
just some cool ass niggas
Verse 2
You know that
Am
Em
Give me a milli, I'm taking off
Unbreakable nigga,
G
Bm
Am
really the type to nev er bend
Em
I been shaking shit off,
Am
fuck the hype, I'm losing friends
Should just do them tonight,
Bm
it's a movement in my hands
Em
Am
You was proving me wrong,
Em
Am
texting niggas on the gram
You was proof of the pudding,
Em
Am
you was flexing like a ham
Em
Am
I was out in the streets,
Em
Am
you was stressing out with scams
Told you switch to the grams,
Em
you started hating like your mans
Am
You got his dick in your hands, you
Em
Am
know he hit you for them bands
Why you coming at me? You might be
Bm
Am
slipping on your plans
Em
Am
Could've let hit you,
Em
Am
he be tripping off them xans
Should've let strip you,
G
I was thinking you was fam
Em
Am
I'ma let twelve get you, them paper
E
Am
plates can get you jammed
Send shells to you, I'd rather
Em
Am
box you in the sand
Em
Am
I'ma leave it alone,
E
Am
I ain't tryna shake your hand
I can see in your bones,
Em
Am
E
you was flaky like a yam
Them people leading you wrong,
Am
you tried to play me like a fan
You wasn't creeping along,
Bm
Em
nigga keep it hundred grand
E
Am
You wasn't looking for niggas,
E
Am
you was beeping niggas phones
How that make you a man?
G
Am
I be speeding all alone
E
Got a crew of young niggas who'll
Am
run you nig gas home
Sneak dissing for bitches,
Bm
Am
that's why I put it on a song
Verse 3
Em
E
Am
That's my real left hand, got real,
she snatch the boat
I'm guessing you a yes man, what the hell,
E
Am
E
these niggas hoes
Verse 4
G
Am
E
bitch
Am
E
I ain't stopping (I ain't
Am
E
stopping)
Verse 5
Am
I'm back to the city,
E
Am
I'm getting filthy when it snow
Shooting craps with a fifty,
E
Am
but really you niggas broke
E
Am
E
You rushing back with them giffies, you silly,
I was crushing the trap,
E
Am
getting tipsy off a four
E
Niggas talking bout bae,
Am
just taking piccys at the store
I'm just walking to bae,
E
Am
but I ain't get it for the low
E
You was talking in trace,
Am
you could've called your only bro
I be lost in them states,
E
Am
balling with my youngest ho
I'm a boss in this race,
you a turtle, kinda slow
I'ma floss with this cake, and leak it,
E
Am
serve you on a pole
E
Am
But I'm off of your case, just
had to let you niggas know
Put that on your page,
E
but I bet you niggas won't
Verse 6
hand, got real,
she snatch the boat
I'm guessing you a yes man, what the hell,
these niggas hoes
That's my real left hand,
got real, she snatch the boat
I'm guessing you a yes man, what the hell,
Verse 7
these niggas hoes
Ha
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