Тональность: D minor
Verse 1
Ebm
B
Ebm
B
Ebm
Phone keep on
bangin' my shit like a hotline
We walk, I'm down,
ain't no time for no drop -off
B
Chow's in class every time
when we rock, bop
Knots in my jeans so I keep me a Glock -9
Ebm
Step on the grind, do that shit on a daily
I wear my prime like I'm Tracy McGrady
B
She on my line cause she
wanna come taste it
Act like a fucker, I leave and she hate it
Ebm
Chop pa boys want on the beat
like we five guys
B
This shit get scary like sci -fi
Strap with extension so watch out,
it can get clapped like a hi -fi
Know you not stappin' so wallah,
Ebm
scars on my feet from me
B
Ebm
beatin' a pavement
Fucked on her friend
cause that bitch in a blade
B
She beatin' out my phone
and I brought her, she hate me
She want the dick
and that bitch can't even take
Ebm
Dirt bullshit like yeah,
I bit more than interstate
Had a stack but I want me a dinner plate
B
Got niggas stappin' on purse
tryna eat your face
Ain't with the Texans,
I'm just tryna fuck her face
Ebm
Don't need no flexin' but bitch,
yeah, I'm heavyweight
She repositioned it, I don't hesitate
B
Yeah, on my heat, I can't be out here latin'
7 -6 -2 split his body like fractures
Ebm
Ride with a mug
when I'm bippin' through traffic
She tryna fuck,
but I just want the necklace
make the trap door backflip
Dancin', I'm gassin',
I'm finessin' nitrous
Ebm
24 -7, I'm trappin', my feet hurt
Nervous as shit,
cause I'm off of like three perks
B
Get out this top and get put on a t -shirt
She wear that shit, sweat,
I love it when she squirt
Ebm
Spent through this, bout to end,
we was some pussies
Got your pistol, took it,
knew you was a rookie
B
They spinnin' and brought
it, when I ain't lookin'
Then I go catch the case
and go sit down to bookin'
Ebm
I stay in the kitchen,
that coke what I'm cookin'
Tryna hang out the ring
from my Glock on my hoodie
B
Ain't that boy yet, bitch,
tell him come get up with me
And my bro slide down with a drum,
that whole 50, bang
Ebm
Phone keep on bangin' my
shit like a hotline
We walk, I'm down,
B
ain't no time for no drive -by Chow's and
Glocks every time when we ride by
Knots in my jeans
so I keep me at Glock 9
Ebm
Step on the grind, do that shit on a daily
I wear my prime like I'm Tracy McGrady
B
She on my line cause she
wanna come taste it
At her, fuck her, I leave and she hate it
Ebm
On her, that block with the blizzy tux
twice before runnin' up
I got some shit that'll drop
before packin' up
Bow, get hit with this chop
and I'm gettin' up
Ebm
Foot on the gas, ain't no catchin' up
Eb
I hit the plug, get the work,
Ebm
break it down and I bag it up
B
When I'm in traffic,
they blockin' my passengers
Goddamn, it feel good that I ran it up
Ebm
He take him down, so that bitch lay it down
He should've played by the rules
B
I don't wanna talk if it
ain't bout the money
I'm chasin' greens and
Ebm
pinks and blues
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