Тональность: D minor
Verse 1
G
Cook that shit up Quay!
I look up, I see I got bout seven
rides in the streets
A
Know what I'm saying? Ya you know
Living life to the fullest,
E
D
you know what I'm saying?
Verse 2
Bm
Ain't got no regrets,
F#
I can't complain my life is great
G
I just woke up today made
a hundred thousand dollar play
ran them bags before an hour hit
E
So many blue hundreds they stickin' like they counterfeit,
Bm
I print this shit
Whole lot of ones I'm in the cut,
G
I'm going dumb- dumb
I'm sippin' Act', and that shit real deal,
do you want some?
A
Sames one that tryin' run with the clique
Be the same ones throwing
subs at the clique
E
Main reason why I'm fuckin' your bitch,
I ain't gonna say shit
Verse 3
Bm
I asked you about it, did you lie?
F#
You asked me about it, I kep t it 100, I'm
G
nothin' like these other guys
A
I really spent 2,000 on kicks and only
wear 'em one time
Something about a nigga mind frame
E
Diamonds doing jumpin- jacks in the
AP, I can make the time change
Bm
200 hoes in my call log and
F#
they ain't got not a namesake
G
Took her out the hood, put her on the drip,
now I got her rockin' name brand
A
Me and Sid had two different spots,
he was around the corner doin' the same thing
E
Everywhere I go my chains hang,
Bm
free my bros out the chain gang
New Maybach cost 230, I don't
F#
G
even get my shoes dirty
I don't even sleep when I get tired,
A
you can see the Adderall in my eyes
Tyga said he got the drop on the album
E
Fuck it slide and shoot up the block
Niggas knowin' how we come through
Bm
G5 out the sunroof
Verse 4
Bm
Ain't got no regrets, I can't complain
G
I just woke up today made
a hundred thousand dollar play
ran them bags before an hour hit
E
So many blue hundreds they stickin' like they counterfeit,
Bm
I print this shit
Whole lot of ones I'm in the cut,
G
I'm going dumb- dumb
I'm sippin' Act', and that shit real deal,
do you want some?
A
Sames one that tryin'
run with the clique
Be the same ones throwing
subs at the clique
E
Main reason why I'm fuckin' your bitch,
Bm
I ain't gonna say shit
Verse 5
Bm
We use trap out my ma house,
G
turn the condo to a hideout
We can't be fuckin' at my house,
A
niggas be runnin' they damn mouth
Walk down on them broad daylight,
it ain't no funny, no drive- by
E
I'm cool on the love and the high- fives
You niggas can't keep up with my guys
Bm
You can't get all this drip in a lifetime
F#
I got out and ran it up at the right time
G
We got Dracos whenever
it's nighttime
We ain't ever gonna stop at the stop sign
I told 'em I want to shine
Man the coupe quarter million,
they wiped me down
E
I'm running this town,
everything I say fake news
Can't take that,
Bm
new Lamborghini 18
F#
Only thing I do is make cream,
G
I don't why these niggas hating
Only thing I do is drink lean,
A
rest in peace to Fredo Santana
E
I just keep buying all these Fantas
I don't want to go out like that,
Verse 6
only thing I know is get racks
Bm
Ain't got no regrets,
F#
I can't complain my life is great
G
I just woke up today made
a hundred thousand dollar play
ran them bags before an hour hit
E
So many blue hundreds they stickin' like they counterfeit,
Bm
I print this shit
Whole lot of ones I'm in the cut,
G
I'm going dumb- dumb
I'm sippin' Act', and that shit real deal,
do you want some?
A
Sames one that tryin'
run with the clique
Be the same ones throwing
subs at the clique
E
Main reason why I'm fuckin' your bitch,
Outro 1
I ain't gonna say shit
Bm
F#
G
A
E
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