Kunci: G minor•
Verse 1
Eb
Tensions is definitely rising
Dm
Gm
T time, T time, T time
Dm
Teatime like I got a cup of this shit
Verse 2
Gm
Tee time like golf at a quarter to six
Dm
I love to fuck on a regular bitch
Famous hoes lame
but they stay on my dick
Dm
it's embarrassing, shit
You talk to the cops on some therapist shit
Gm
Dm
Eb
You act like you love this American shit
Dm
But really the truth is you scared
Dm
Yeah, you're scared of the 6
Gm
Yeah, you're scared of the 6
Dm
Your bodyguard put in some
work on the fluke
Now you wanna go and inherit the shit
Gm
Dm
Don't talk to the boy 'bout
comparisons, shit
Or come to the boy on some arrogant shit
Gm
Dm
The weapons we got
are some terrorist shit
Gm
Like TV producers we, grr
She askin' for bread for her parents and shit
Gm
Dm
I told her, "I don't got no cash"
And she said she gon' wait on a rack,
on some Arabic shit
Eb
I pull out a million and stare at the shit
'cause a wire just hit
My schedule's out,
come spin us, for real
Man, fuck all that spinnin'
the narrative shit
Gm
I melt down the chains that I
bought from your boss
Give a fuck about all of that heritage shit
Since V not around,
the members done hung up the Louis
Dm
They not even wearin' that shit
Gm
Don't come to the boy 'bout
repairing some shit
Don't come to the boy
about sparing some shit
You lucky that Vogue was suing
'Cause I would've been with the
Eb
Am
Cm
Bb
Dm
Gm
Wassas in Paris and shit
Verse 3
Gm
Is you fuckin' crazy? Is
Am
Dm
Gm
And they scared of the seven
Dm
(seven)
After one- three then we turn
Keep this shit open like
Gm
We at the house, I got seven in heaven
They think I'm satanic,
I keep me a reverend
Dm
Lil' shawty a therapist, poppin' her shit
She ushered my way then she
Dm
I know what's at stake, I'm screamin',
"Free Jeffrey"
Gm
Connect collect calls right off of the celly
not talkin' 'bout Belly
Gm
Don't keep it sincere, I go Makaveli
Gm
now it's heavy (juice)
Gm
Dm
Gm
been ready (T, ah), yeah
Is you fucking crazy? Is you f- (yeah, stoned,
let's go)
Wrappin' the cheese, wrap around me 'cause I've
Dm
got property (wrap, cheese, wrap)
Eb
Gm
Chocolate AP and chocolate the Vs (Vs), got
Eb
the Willy Wonkafactory (Vs)
Bb
Eb
Gm
Burn a athlete like it's calories, find another flame hot as me,
Eb
bitch
Interlude 1
Am
Cm
Gm
Dm
Gm
Am
Verse 4
is you fucking crazy? (Uh)
Is you fucking crazy? (What?)
Is you fucking crazy?
(Nah, nah)
Is you fucking crazy? Uh
F
Am
Is you fucking crazy? (Nah)
Is you f- , is you f-
Is you fucking crazy?
F
Dm
I met these Texas boys and
Verse 5
Bm
Dm
ran it up a couple,
Dm
Swanging in the pickup truck, baby,
Am
fuck Mercedes (fuck Mercedes)
Dm
I'll fuck a nigga bitch but she can't have
Em
Am
the baby (have the baby)
I'll shoot your ass in Walmart like
I'm DaBaby (in Walmart)
The boy going Lionel Messi,
I go Tom Brady (woo)
Used to wear the bust down back
in my old days (woo)
Now I let the chains hang,
you gotta tuck yours maybe (tuck it, tuck it)
Dm
Niggas talkin' Scarface,
Em
Am
I'm that in real life
Dm
Is you fucking crazy or what? Is you fucking
crazy? (Fuckin' crazy)
Am
Man, the club ain't been the same since we
lost Mercedes (straight up)
Man, the clique ain't been the same since
they lost the greatest (nah, nah, nah)
We outside with the army,
so you need the- , uh
Them boys rollin' all brown like
they whippin' gravy
Make a circus outside like it's
Barnum's Bailey (it's lit)
Blicky hanging on my side,
it's like it's really banging (blicky, blicky, blicky)
She move her panties to the side,
she want it raw when faded (huh, huh, huh, huh)
Verse 6
Is you fucking crazy?
Is you fucking crazy or what?
Is you fucking crazy? Uh
Is you fucking crazy or what?
Dm
Am
Is you f- , is you fuckin'-
Outro 1
Is you fucking crazy?
Am
Bb
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Bb
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
Dm
Am
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