Тональность: Ab major•
Verse 1
Ab
Soon as I catch the vibe tell 'em
Db
to fetch the hearse
Db5
Shorty I'm pressin' lines
C
lifting the Lauren shirt
Db
Db5
C
Tell her to bless the girth if she with it
Dbm
I'm in that kitchen,
Db5
C
wrist water whippin' work (psych)
Ab
Nigga, I don't do that
Db5
Db
Niggas get bloop- blapped and blown
away
Db5
C
Wessons making Mexicans
Db
wetbacks like "Órale!"
Db5
Okay, I'm on to
Verse 2
C
something
Db
Momma should've told you it'd
be days like this
C
It's just a tale from the crip
Ab
I'm on my séance shit,
Db
I'm tryna make a million dollars
Db5
Keep it hood while crossing
C
over on some A.I. shit
Db
C
I need a foreign baby momma to
Db
match a nigga model whip
Db5
C
Ramona Park made me from scratch
Ab
A lot of lotto picks lost inside
Db5
this game called rap
Db
I be the underdog Bullet hit his fore
Verse 3
C
head,
Db
it exit out his under arm
C
Ain't nobody bigger than my hood,
Db5
my nigga, fuck a boss
C
Baby- mama killer, you offended,
Ab
and I fuck her raw
Db5
Stretchy doing federal time for
Db
busting at the law
C
And he gonna be a neighbor of mine,
Dbm
you play me for a pawn
Db
C
Shawty, I be swimming with sharks,
your posse full of prawns
Db5
C
Pistols rip his body apart,
Ab
now he afraid of dark alleyways
Db
Niggas better listen when the pastor say
Verse 4
C
Ugh, hold on, hold on,
Dbm
Db5
C
let me hear me that
Db5
Ugh, hold on, hold on, ugh
C
Ugh, hold on, hold on, ugh
Ab
It's Golf on that- , bitch,
Verse 5
Db5
Db
it's Golf on that ball cap
Db5
C
I guzzle the tall boy,
Db
Jehovah ain't call back
Db5
And y'all still debating
Dbm
Troops got the group nationwide
C
moving merch units crazy
Db
Ab
Db5
Peanut butter to paisley,
Db
walking down the street
C
In the different color McGrady's, that
first grader was me
Db
Db5
C
Now my fist full of spliffs and the
old banker receipts
Dbm
C
Bitches grip the stick and jerky like cold
Ab
shanks of the beef, dry
Verse 6
Db5
I'm taking purses like
Db
they chances in the evening
Pick your pants up, boy,
C
you dancing with a demon
Db
Db5
On my momma I been limiting my features,
C
filling swishers up with reefer
Db5
Dbm
Bitch, it's difficult to beat
C
him like a soft dick
Dbm
Golf clique deep,
Ab
Db5
and we don't hit the streets passive
Db
Db5
That nig ga Sweaty got the gas
C
and Shreddy K brought the matches
Db
Pitch your body in the water like a Lipton
Verse 7
C
teabag and then
Db
Switch to different fucking whip to let
C
them piggies speed past him
Ab
It's the rats, try and get the cheese
Dbm
Db
What it do? Rap like I'm mincing meat
C
Call me Lou, if I'm on the track,
Db
these niggas skip to me
C
Niggas want to fade me, bitches feel
Dbm
some type of way for me
Db5
50's in my pocket falling out like
Dbm
fucking baby teeth
Verse 8
Db5
Vince be with the rocket,
Db
he gone pop it when it's danger round
C
Fingertips to tapers, now,
salute us when you face us
C
Give a fuck about the moves all
Ab
Db
these loser niggas making now
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