Kunci: A minor
Verse 1
Am
Am
Dm
right now I'm on some coochie runs
Am
Dm
On coochie runs, talkin' im proper
Am
Right now I'm on some coochie runs,
talkin'
improper
Yesterday I fucked a candy lady with a
Miss
Wanda
Nigga, you know that ass fat,
I put on two
conos
Bought a big bag of
Fruity
Tooties for a loose
dollar
In
Atlanta, I'm on
Peace
Street clutchin'
a big chopper
Beat up this bitch and
got to shootin' at
Fucked my dad out, they mobbed me too,
F
Dm
she should've wore
Connors
F
Dm
he clapped a n***a over four dollars
Am
Big trippin' with my n***a
F
Frank, this n***a snort powder
Am
Get the bag goin', they caught a plug,
Dm
I need some more silence
Am
N****s pissed, they music weak as fuck,
they need some more talent
Hit this one play,
I'm even swervin' out in
Fort
Rappin'
Bitch, I had a court date,
was in a court rappin'
Been to play my music for the judge,
I had him floor slappin'
Dm
All coochie runs talkin' im proper
Am
Right now I'm all some coochie
runs talkin' improper
Yesterday I fucked a candy lady, what up
Miss
Wanda?
Nigga, you know that ass fat,
I put on two condoms
Bought a big bag of
Fruity
Tooties for a loose dollar
In
Atlanta, I'm on
Peachtree clutching a big cycle
Ayy, in the city, I'm riding down
Livvy with a stick on me
Niggas shitty, can't get a song
with me and they sick of me
Make the news like a fly's
Dm
food, I got that shit on me
Am
Bitch keep on tryna make me fuck,
ain't got the energy
Dm
Huh, he thinking with his dick
, we sick of bitch on him
Brody
Shark, he got a fin on him
Huh, these niggas really narcs,
he got a snitch on him
Huh, he got hit in the car, he
had a bitch on him
Run out with them glizzies,
get them blowin' like a symphony
250 clips,
that's a hunnid like a centipede
Lil' bro thought he was gon' blow,
he got killed instead
Right now I'm off of
Dm
Opwood, I'm finna diss the dad
Am
Hit that n***a in his dome,
Am
Swear to
God, I used to be broke,
Am
N***a, see me, y 'all know they gon' run,
better use your legs
How the f*** you see the opps
and ain't use your legs?
F***ing on this thick b***h,
Am
You know a n***a try to rob a
bank cause he lost his man
Try to sell this n***a weed, he
want coke instead
Before we had guns, we was throwin' eggs
D -Bo got hit with a brick, I
won't smoke with
Craig
Right now I'm finna roll a ob, yeah,
we smoke the dead
If he trippin',
Glocky get the twitchin'
Dm
Am
We put on the switches in the trenches
Dm
We're gettin' relentless,
try and make a difference
Am
If you need me for a bag,
Dm
you gotta pay with interest
Am
See my nigga go and hit the box and
Dm
just take his sentence
Am
Move left and then I cock back
These niggas actin' like they want smoke,
but this is not that
I caught him walkin' down that
one road and put his top back
Damn, I really meant to say,
push this top back
Dm
Am
Thank you,
Dm
GCN
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