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