Kunci: E minor
Intro 1
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C#
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Verse 1
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break it down and acquit it, yeah
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I'm in the kitchen,
Bm
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whip it how a n***a whip it, yeah
Bm
Pack it to ship it, you know I pack it then I ship it,
F#m
yeah
Thumbin' through digits,
Bm
F#m
the feds came in and we hit it, yeah
Bm
I'm bout to cut on these niggas,
F#m
I threw the work in the back of the Honda
Bm
I got the quality work for the streets,
Bm
Call me Meek Mill, cause it's money,
turn my lil' tuna into lobster
F#m
Bm
Feel like Kanye, cause this music
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shit really turn into a monster
Bm
Had a bitch named Rhonda,
she was servin' for a nigga
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Bm
Had them birds for a nigga,
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got the dirt for a nigga
Bm
Send a bitch cross country,
young nigga, flip the 20 piece
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Bm
Got the fire, nigga, you and me,
C#
F#m
got the 2020, you can see
Bm
Struck you with the bullets,
boy, don't make me OD
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Bm
Suggest you pay my fees if
Bm
Cause I just want Big Elliott
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to make a cold peace
Bm
F#m
And, n***a, I ain't stoppin' till I bust that
Bm
Rollie N****s always on that fakin' shit
F#m
I was trippin' out the vacant, bitch
To the house and then
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The crazy girl watch him shake some shit
Bm
Got one flyin' nowhere
Turn a stripper to a naked bitch
F#m
Bm
And, Ronnie, I ain't tryna pay you rent
C#aug
I just like throwin' faces,
F#m
bitch I'ma go get it
Bm
Break it down and acquit it, yeah
F#m
I'm in the kitchen,
Bm
F#m
it how a n***a whip it, yeah
Bm
Pack it to ship it, you know I pack it then I ship it,
yeah
F#m
Thumbin' through digits,
Bm
F#m
the feds came in and we hit it, yeah
Bm
I'm out to cut on these n****s,
I do the work in the back of the Honda
F#m
Bm
I got the quality work for the streets,
Bm
Come in meek -meal cause it's money,
turn my lil' tuna into lobster
F#m
Bm
Felt like Kanye cause his music
F#m
shit really turn into a monster
Bm
Boy you classy right through it n***a,
boy I see how you would do it n***a
F#m
Your bitch beyond me,
Bm
she can't glue it, n***a
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But I be thinking what you doing with her
You think you rich?
Bm
Well, I should sue it, n***a
But I ain't fucking with the courtroom
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Bm
I get nervous in that motherfucker
Cause the guy was trying to haunt you
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Bm
I got away with the shit, ayy
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It ain't some shit I could do again
Bm
I take a stack to state to state
C#
Treat that bitch like a souvenir
F#m
Bm
Bitch, I gotta get a mansion
Young n***a gotta move it in
Dinner n***a gotta take it out
F#m
Pack and ship it, then I gotta move again
Bm
Put the gutter shit down
Had to go and make music
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Bm
I been in and out them restaurants
But I ain't never gotta prove shit
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Bm
Real message to you young niggas
F#m
But be careful who you do it with
Bm
These niggas ain't solid
C#aug
They go back home and say that
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you the snitch I'ma go get it
Bm
Break it down in the quintet, yeah
Bm
F#m
Whip it how a nigga whip it, yeah
Pack it to ship it
Bm
You know I pack it then I ship it,
yeah
F#m
Thumbin' through digits
Bm
F#m
The feds came in and we hit it, yeah
Bm
I'm out to cut on these niggas
F#m
I do the work in the back of the Honda
Bm
I got the quality work for the streets
Bm
Call me Meek Mill, cause it's money,
turn my lil' tuna into lobster
Bm
cause his music shit really turn into a
F#m
monster
Outro 1
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