Kunci: G minor•
Verse 1
Gm
Bb
Cm
C#
Cm
Check,
Bb
Gm
check, microphone check
Check, check, yeah
Cm
Gm
Microphone check, yeah, yeah
Don't get your feelings hurt,
Bb
I'm out the city of smoke
Gm
Three niggas in the caddy truck
so damn choked
Bb
I wrote raps in my sleep
about bitches and dudes
Cm
Gm
I oughta be in pictures,
write scripts and movies
Cm
You knowin' everything is movie,
Gm
G
But tonight I'm all right,
Ain't no messin' with me,
Bb
cause it's stressin' to pee
Cm
Gm
And for me, ain't no tellin'
what my blessing to be
Bb
Fm
I set back, great, bad, like the ass
Gm
Team of high heels, pay deals with cash
Bb
Team all real, pop pills and hash
Cm
Gm
Team all trio, pop, kill and blast
Cm
Bb
Fm
Ask anybody if this ass on a body
Gm
I mash, get naughty, man,
I love a young hottie
Cm
Bb
Cm
No miles, I smile, past the num ber
Gm
Profile like Wild N' Blast or Thunder
Cm
I've been all around the world
You like the psyched out thing?
Bling blingin' baby
Drivin' crazy
Gm
That's you make things
Singin' baby
Cm
I've been all around the world
Cm
You like the psyched out thing?
Type of shit we do
Gm
That's you make things
Cm
And tell your mom to come here
Gm
I got dolphins by Agra
Gin, beer Alpha Pucka, Hennessy,
for niggas disrespecting me
Cm
Gm
Uh -uh, niggas is fools
Intercept your children walking
home after school
Bb
I have the slightest inclination,
Cm
that's why you thought
Gm
Them thoughts that you
were thinking
when you thought
You can master funk that we brought
Cm
Bb
Gm
Idiot, yeah, coughs to balls
G
Gm
Everybody in here done
took a loss to say the least
Cm
Gm
that feature police on their hooks
Ain't that a bitch?
Bb
Rick Ross feel a G on shit
somebody better tell these
niggas bout this
Bb
Nigga, I know you love to see a nigga
While you lookin' for my safe
and tearin' up my house
Cm
Gm
I've all the world y 'all minglin' baby
G
You like the psyched out thing,
Bb
Type of shit we do, we're drivin' crazy
Cm
Gm
That's main thing
Cm
I've been all around the world
Bb
Cm
y 'all minglin' baby
Gm
Cm
You like the psyched out thing,
Bb
Cm
we're drivin' crazy
Gm
G
That's the main thing
Gm
Bb
Gm
My wrist iced out, chain iced out
So much ice you can turn your lights out
Bb
But still get it clear
Cm
like when you stare at the sun
Gm
What's so crazy with the ice,
I even ice my gun
I'm fuckin' with you,
Cm
Gm
no cash, no hard, no floss
Paid the cost to be the boss,
so I ain't takin' the loss
Bb
Why? Some of you eatin' foods,
Cm
could snatch my jew els
Gm
And all that lean to is havin'
to bust my tools
Cm
And the sweet tooth proves
Bb
Gm
when I slide on by
Don't be mad at the game,
cause your girl said bye
Then she said hi,
Cm
Bb
I'd rather roll with players
I guess we'll be seeing you later
Cm
Bb
I've been all around the world
from Vegas to Cancun
Cm
Gm
Banging jet skis in the month of June
Cm
Where every night's like a honeymoon
Bb
Cm
when you're dealing with me
Gm
Presidential suites overlook the sea,
see?
Bb
I've been all around the world,
y 'all mingling baby
Gm
G
You like the psyched out thing?
Bb
Type of shit we do, we're drivin' crazy
Cm
Gm
But I got the main thing
Cm
I've been all around the world,
Gm
Cm
You like the psyched out thing?
Cm
Gm
Cm
Type of shit we do,
drives me crazy,
Gm
that ain't your main thing
Outro 1
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Bb
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Cm
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Bb
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