Kunci: C minor
Verse 1
E
C
E
Monsta's gon' tear it up
Em
C
E
Em
C
E
Em
C
Em
Feel me
E
Nawf side shit nigga,
C
Em
you know what I mean
Y'all thought this shit was over or somethin',
E
C
Em
C
E
you know what I mean, this shit ain't over nigga
Verse 2
C
E
Am
E
Em
Chanel and Dolce Gabbana
C
I bought that shit for my mama
E
C
Em
I stood right in front of your honor,
huh
E
C
E
When I got home, ran up commas
Am
C
Ooh, Cartiers on look like Arthur, uh
Em
Am
C
Bitch I'm your daddy, your father
E
Who that be talkin' 'bout drama
Em
Bitch on my mama we gon
C
na solve 'em
E
I'm with Mango Foo hangin'
out of the roof
Chasin' the loot, nev
Em
F
er caught in the loop
C
Em
Sick with the flute, cook
C
Em
a brick in the booth
E
C
In the Mulsanne and my seat
the masseuse
Am
Throw the bitch off of the back,
Em
it's an oop
C
She wanna fuck the whole group
E
C
Em
But I can't cuff her, no shackles on you
E
C
F
We fuck and that's all that we do
E
C
Em
Bon ap petit, let's eat
E
C
Ate a plate full of molly,
she geeked
Em
Hachoo, she sneezed
C
Bitch on her knees off the skis
E
C
When I fuck do not call
E
Em
me back please
C
Diamonds all white like the priest
Em
Maison Margiella on sleeves
E
I'm dressin' like I'm Japanese
C
Am
E
The doors was closed, I kicked it open
C
I had the fire, it was cocked and loaded
E
C
Stand in the kitchen with my eyes wide
Verse 3
Em
open
C
E
Need a gas mask, it's too po tent
C
Your ho like to fuck,
Em
her pussy smoking
C
The street that you walking on,
Em
E
we control it
C
E
Quality Control this shit (control it)
C
F
E
Quality Control your bitch
(control her)
You might wanna hold your dis
Em
s (huh?)
C
'Cause nigga we folding shit
Em
Walk in the spot, so many straps
C
Young nigga who pole is this?
Em
C
Em
Now all the hot records I'm on it
C
Young nigga y'all owe me this
Em
C
YRN, throwin' up QC
Em
E
We got trapstars and we
C
on TV (TV)
Em
Fuck on the system,
C
Em
nigga free Meek (free Meek)
C
Carats jumping off the chain,
3D (3D)
Whippin' up bricks in the
teepee (teepee)
Em
Atlanta Braves serve J's
C
on your street
Verse 4
C
Superstar shawty, my newest
bitch super woke
Em
C
Pull out that ho, give
Em
her super throat
Bank account look like
C
a goddamn Uber code
Keep it lowkey but I'm hittin'
Em
you niggas' hoes
C
Free my bro Nino from prison, yeah
Em
C
He hide the crack in the ceiling,
yeah
Quay bought a whip so I gotta
go get one too
We coppin' whips like it's none' to do
C
Pour a four in a Sprite,
not no Mountain Dew
Em
C
We hit these hoes then we switch- a- roo
I done hit everything in the city
Em
Quay done hit everything in the city
E
Em
Take done hit everything in the city
Old fuck niggas hate me,
huh (fuck 'em)
Em
I got the kids on lock, huh
She eatin' kids on spot, huh
I parked the Yacht at the dock
Em
C
Got a new Glock, same color
parking lot (hoo)
E
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