Kunci: B minor•
Verse 1
Bm
D
Rollin' pressure, starting presser, blowin',
Em
Bm
applyin' pressure (applyin' pressure)
na come out here?)
D
I'm a stepper, he's a stepper,
Em
Bm
big 4L forever (forever)
D
Know these bitch niggas regret goin'
Bm
against the fuckin' devil (the devil)
Em
G
D
Must forgot I send them shots, I been a shooter,
Verse 2
still on the front street (front street)
Bm
G
Still put niggas on plate,
D
turn 'em to some lunch meat (lunch meat)
Bm
D
Yeah, and I got them racks, these hoes still wanna
F#m
hunch me (wanna hunch me, phew)
D
F#m
Say they love my lin go,
D
Em
Bm
gangster and I'm country (and I'm what? Yeah)
Verse 3
Trigger country boy,
D
Bm
said that pussy nothin' (said I'm nothin')
F#m
Bm
G
D
East Atlanta, man, we take shit, we make this
Em
money (we make this money, nigga)
Bm
D
Niggas trap, niggas rob (yeah), niggas doin'
Em
somethin' (doin' somethin')
Bm
G
Can't be broke, they gon' laugh,
D
Em
you not gettin' no money (you not gettin' no money)
Bm
D
Ooh, and you know I'm havin'
Verse 4
cash
Bm
money, this shit forever (forever)
G
D
And your ho gon' scream out,
Em
Bm
"Yeah," (yeah) while we swerve 'round in that Tesla (that Tesla)
D
Let that car drive while I fuck your ho, man,
Em
I'm so extra (so extra)
G
D
Talkin' gangster to me,
Em
Bm
pussy boy must got some pressure (some pressure)
Verse 5
D
Boy, you better pray to God, he'll tell you
Em
Bm
I'm too extra (too extra)
G
D
Always tryna keep it cool,
Em
Bm
but they wanna test me (they wanna test me)
D
Guess my lifestyle don't seem real to 'em, must
Bm
G
think I'm flexin' (must think I'm flexin')
D
Em
Guess these niggas wanna be another fuck
Bm
D
in' question (question, damn)
Verse 6
Em
'Nother gas pack I can roll up (yeah)
Bm
G
Jump in the field, I'll show ya
D
(yeah)
Built for this shit, you not a
Em
Bm
sol dier (nah)
D
I thought I told ya (yeah)
Clap with the stick, sound like
I had to show 'em
Em
Bm
This killin' shit part of my cul
Verse 7
ture (my culture)
D
Em
Bm
Em
Bm
D
Yeah, EA- ski (I'm just tellin' y'all my side of this shit,
Em
man)
Bm
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
Yeah, like, the bricks, hahahahaha, yeah
D
Ooh- wee, we still on the front street (front street)
Verse 8
Bm
G
Still put niggas on plate,
D
turn 'em to some lunch meat (lunch meat)
Bm
D
Yeah, and I got them racks, these hoes still wanna
F#m
hunch me (wanna hunch me, phew)
D
G
Say they love my lingo,
D
Em
Bm
gangster and I'm country (and I'm what? Yeah)
D
Trigger country boy, said that pussy
Verse 9
nothin' (said I'm nothin')
F#m
Bm
G
D
East Atlanta, man, we take shit, we make this
Em
money (we make this money, nigga)
Bm
D
Niggas trap, niggas rob (yeah), niggas doin'
Bm
somethin' (doin'somethin')
G
Can't be broke, they gon' laugh,
D
you not gettin' no money (you not gettin' no money)
Bm
Stack your cash, you gon' last,
Verse 10
D
ain't no ho you can't smash (ain't no ho you can't smash)
Bm
G
And your opps, you know they broke,
D
Bm
they not gettin' no cash (they not gettin' no cash, nigga)
And your opps, they know they broke,
D
Em
they not gettin' no cash (they not gettin' no cash)
Bm
G
D
They be scared, nigga, stay in the house 'fore I drop somethin'
Em
D
on your ass ('fore I drop somethin' on your ass)
Bm
I got them young niggas
Verse 11
poppin' out, they
D
ready to toe- tag (they ready to toe- tag)
Em
Bm
Em
G
D
We in the club, we stomp shit out, that's how we
on they ass (that's how we on they ass)
Em
Bm
D
They see me in person, they hush they mouth with they lil'
Em
scary ass (with they lil' scary ass, fuck)
Bm
G
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come
D
Em
out here?)
Bm
D
Hahahahaha, yeah Ooh- wee, we still
on the front street (front street)
Bm
G
Still put niggas on plate,
D
turn 'em to some lunch meat (lunch meat)
Em
Bm
D
Yeah, and I got them racks, these hoes still wanna
Bm
F#m
hunch me (wanna hunch me, phew)
Bm
G
Say they love my lingo,
D
Em
Bm
gangster and I'm country (and I'm what? Yeah)
Verse 12
D
Trigger country boy, said that pussy
Em
nothin' (said I'm nothin')
F#m
G
East Atlanta, man, we take shit,
D
Bm
we make this money (we make this money, nigga)
D
Niggas trap, niggas rob (yeah), niggas doin'
Em
somethin' (doin'somethin')
Bm
G
Can't be broke, they gon' laugh,
D
Em
Bm
D
you not gettin' no money (you not gettin' no money) I like them right there (damn, yeah)
Em
Bm
G
D
I like them right
there (big 4L, motherfucker)
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