Kunci: C# minor
Intro 1
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B#m
C#m
G#
C#m
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Verse 1
C#m
Nigel,
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C#m
Bonkers, look
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Side niggas talkin' like thugs
I only talk to the plug
My money long like a dotty,
yours short like a snub
Draw something,
leave you on the floor like a bug
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C#m
Heads turn when I walk in the club
eyeing up my jewels,
C#m
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but it's love I guess
C#m
we all from the mud
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Some niggas grew into flowers,
did it all for the buzz
C#m
See my wordplay is subtle,
Bring the whip, I'ma ride,
I ain't on no horseback
C#m
I ain't switching my sides,
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I'm riding with a full strap
Talking shit and the rhymes in line,
will you call that?
C#m
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C#m
If I was an engineer,
Press the spacebar, backspace,
delete all that shit
Don't talk that shit,
my niggas coming all black
Poker man, send him straight to sleep
Now we slaw lads,
ridin' in the back of the cab
With the Birmingham chick,
we playin' daps on the map
C#m
This is actually facts,
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some niggas pulled up in traffic
All scant, so I'm like, fuck that,
we goin' back to the flats
C#m
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Put on my trackie, rang out my strap
Yeah, they could've been fans or pagans
But it's mad when you rap,
C#m
I ain't takin' no checks
I'm cashin' them,
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I wouldn't tell you I'm a gangster
C#m
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I'm just passionate, dotty in the cabinet
I was runnin' from pagans
like, how you runnin' from pagans?
C#m
When my pagans run,
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I ain't the one that they chasin'
I'm the one that's
ducking them down,
I might just bust it off blatant
Music made these niggas getting twisted,
C#m
A
I could ride till some indie rock
C#m
A
Guarantee I still make you diddy bop
C#m
Hitting with the shoulders,
I'm a hittin' with this thing I got
A
Make you dab when that milli rock
on your silly block
C#m
G#
Please don't try me,
C#m
I'm sorry that my pre
but still will get grimy
A
Bust magnum, drink magnum,
And I got a couple young gunners
on my team
and just run it like the scene
C#m
I don't mean gymnastics
but there's something in my genes
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I can have a bitch cuckin' like a fiend,
now you mean I've beaten
C#m
King of the flows from young,
I don't need no pen,
C#m
that shit feeds my ego
You're the man of the minute,
They fit in a cane in like 50,
but then they ghost like power
C#m
Need Malik for this,
He's probably up in a trap,
C#m
baggin' hoes with a flower
When he look at you funny,
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C#m
that's when he know that it's sour
I couldn't roll with them cowards
C#m
I don't want no one around us
that ain't about it
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Bout to leave with the money,
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Ain't too much I can say about it
But keep it 100,
we're makin' thousands
Remember times I was rowdy
Seven side in a Audi
December times it was cloudy
Weapon skies and I'm Audi
Jealous guys wanna doubt me
C#m
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Forever tryna be round me
I Ferragamo'd my buckle,
C#m
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Giuseppe'd my fuck in' outfit
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Me hungry again, I'ma go see me nine
No yellow sign for the slip and slide
C#m
I'm in a ride with the nine
We some different guys,
C#m
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boy
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the next, video!!
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