Тональность: C minor
Verse 1
B
G
B
Monsta's gon' tear it up
Bm
G
B
Bm
G
B
Bm
G
Bm
Feel me
B
Nawf side shit nigga,
G
Bm
you know what I mean
Y'all thought this shit was over or somethin',
B
G
Bm
G
B
you know what I mean, this shit ain't over nigga
Verse 2
G
B
Em
B
Bm
Chanel and Dolce Gabbana
G
I bought that shit for my mama
B
G
Bm
I stood right in front of your honor,
huh
B
G
B
When I got home, ran up commas
Em
G
Ooh, Cartiers on look like Arthur, uh
Bm
Em
G
Bitch I'm your daddy, your father
B
Who that be talkin' 'bout drama
Bm
Bitch on my mama we gon
G
na solve 'em
B
I'm with Mango Foo hangin'
out of the roof
Chasin' the loot, nev
Bm
C
er caught in the loop
G
Bm
Sick with the flute, cook
G
Bm
a brick in the booth
B
G
In the Mulsanne and my seat
the masseuse
Em
Throw the bitch off of the back,
Bm
it's an oop
G
She wanna fuck the whole group
B
G
Bm
But I can't cuff her, no shackles on you
B
G
C
We fuck and that's all that we do
B
G
Bm
Bon ap petit, let's eat
B
G
Ate a plate full of molly,
she geeked
Bm
Hachoo, she sneezed
G
Bitch on her knees off the skis
B
G
When I fuck do not call
B
Bm
me back please
G
Diamonds all white like the priest
Bm
Maison Margiella on sleeves
B
I'm dressin' like I'm Japanese
G
Em
B
The doors was closed, I kicked it open
G
I had the fire, it was cocked and loaded
B
G
Stand in the kitchen with my eyes wide
Verse 3
Bm
open
G
B
Need a gas mask, it's too po tent
G
Your ho like to fuck,
Bm
her pussy smoking
G
The street that you walking on,
Bm
B
we control it
G
B
Quality Control this shit (control it)
G
C
B
Quality Control your bitch
(control her)
You might wanna hold your dis
Bm
s (huh?)
G
'Cause nigga we folding shit
Bm
Walk in the spot, so many straps
G
Young nigga who pole is this?
Bm
G
Bm
Now all the hot records I'm on it
G
Young nigga y'all owe me this
Bm
G
YRN, throwin' up QC
Bm
B
We got trapstars and we
G
on TV (TV)
Bm
Fuck on the system,
G
Bm
nigga free Meek (free Meek)
G
Carats jumping off the chain,
3D (3D)
Whippin' up bricks in the
teepee (teepee)
Bm
Atlanta Braves serve J's
G
on your street
Verse 4
G
Superstar shawty, my newest
bitch super woke
Bm
G
Pull out that ho, give
Bm
her super throat
Bank account look like
G
a goddamn Uber code
Keep it lowkey but I'm hittin'
Bm
you niggas' hoes
G
Free my bro Nino from prison, yeah
Bm
G
He hide the crack in the ceiling,
yeah
Quay bought a whip so I gotta
go get one too
We coppin' whips like it's none' to do
G
Pour a four in a Sprite,
not no Mountain Dew
Bm
G
We hit these hoes then we switch- a- roo
I done hit everything in the city
Bm
Quay done hit everything in the city
B
Bm
Take done hit everything in the city
Old fuck niggas hate me,
huh (fuck 'em)
Bm
I got the kids on lock, huh
She eatin' kids on spot, huh
I parked the Yacht at the dock
Bm
G
Got a new Glock, same color
parking lot (hoo)
B
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