Kunci: B minor•
Verse 1
Bm
Yeah, I'm in a stew and
I'm breaking that weed
My name is not strict, but I'm
a machine
A
Bm
Engine in a hurry, I pull up to B
I feel like a ghost cause I pull up with fleet
A
Bm
Rolls Royce, Maybach, that's in my fleet
Roll catch me with nothing but Nike on feet
Em
You like to hate on a lawyer, I peep
A
Bm
See me in public and think that she sweet
Em
Yeah, bitch, trick on me because
A
When I look in the mirror, that's
Em
I took the lead and they follow
A
I just flew out of Marlowe
Bm
Em
Back on my dick and she swallow
Bm
Em
Bm
Em
You wanna lay me, you got pay a fee
A
Bm
I wanna Gucci and Louis my feet
Em
I'll never Gucci and Louis your trees
Bm
Shorty a freak, so she gon' eat
Em
Look at my dick like a meal or a feast
None of you niggas is real in the streets
Bm
G
Bm
I'm in the field, Valentino cleats
Em
Bm
Pull up on you right now, send the deets
Em
A
Ooh, yeah, I count up the
checks on the Swoos
Bm
He wear Nike, I wear Yeezy boots
G
A
gettin' no loot
fuck out the booth?
Em
Where you at, better come get your boo
Bm
Where you think she at
when I'm with you?
Em
Bm
Where the fly motherfucker,
Bm
Em
Ain't even steppin' my element,
God in my name
A
Because really I feel like
I'm heaven sent
Bm
These niggas talk through the internet
Em
A
These bitches like passes I intercept
Bm
These bitches is lovin' my intellect
Em
They love how I speak and my dialect
Say you swaggin' like me, but
that's incorrect
Bm
Em
Fresh as death, Margiela, I'll resurrect
Bm
Fuck the bitch in the suite
A
Bm
Tell her concierge to leave her a key
She is a vegan, she's eatin' this meat
A
Clean up the dick like she got OCD
Bm
Stroke a nigga till it cream and it queef
G
Em
Spanish mam i, ven aquí
Bm
Let me get in your chachi,
Bm
Em
Girl push that button, car got no key,
Bm
I'm a dog, hoes takin' on
me like a flea
A
Bm
Fucked that bitch already, so I give her the flea
Em
I told Swoosh to pass it to me,
he pass it to me, like CP3
Bm
G
Bm
But I don't like her like Chief Keef Reese
Em
I hit her with two strokes,
Said she a vegan, but she eatin' beef
F#m
Why trust a bitch, can't
Why fuck one bitch when I can fuck three?
A
Bm
She ain't wanna fuck me until I was flea
She ain't wanna fuck me till
she seen the V
A
Bm
I'm in the belly, the wings on the beat
I am the n***a n****s wanna be
A
Bm
I am the n***a bitches wanna be, ooh
A
Yeah, I'm in the store and
Bm
I'm breaking that weed
My name is not Strip, but
I'm a machine
Em
Bm
Engine in hurry, I pull up the beat
I feel like a ghost, girl, I pull up with fleek
Don't catch me with nothing
G
Bm
but Nike on feet
Em
Bm
You rockin' feline, sketches don't speak
Em
You like to hate on a lawyer, I peep
A
Bm
See me in public and think this shit sweet
Yeah, bitch, check on me,
because I'm the treat
Em
When I look in the mirror,
Em
I took that lead and they fol low
I just flew out a model
Bm
Back on my dick and she swallow
Em
A
Bm
Em
A
Still scrimmin' for your Rilow
Bm
G
A
Bm
A
Bm
A
Bm
F#
Bm
A
Bm
You should get ready, you gotta be up,
A
Bm
now's the motherfuckin' countdown,
Em
A
man, long as it ain't
Bm
Em
A
Bm
A
Bm
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