Kunci: G# minor
Verse 1
Ebm
(Keep it Z3N)
(Sean Turk)
Abm
Ebm
Yeah,
Abm
Ebm
oh
Yeah (uh- huh), yeah (yeah, uh-
Abm
huh)
Ebm
Yeah (uh- huh), uh- huh, yeah (uh- huh) I walk
up in the room and they eyein' me
They like, "Who is you?" Nigga,
you can't get my ID
Abm
Walked in the store,
I need everything that I see
They peepin' I'm that nigga,
I'm like, "Ooh, yeah, I might be"
Ebm
Let a nigga try me
Punch a nigga in his lip,
now he lookin' like Kylie (bop)
I can't really go off right now, nigga,
Abm
I'm in quarantine
I'm really in the market, baby,
we could go to Dover Street
We can go to isolation where
Ebm
it get like four degrees
You not ready for that shit
My life is a movie,
you not ready for that clip
Abm
My niggas they applaud and they
applaud and they clap shit
If it's not 'bout dollars then
you really don't make sense
Ebm
And if you talkin' money then lil'
Abm
bitch we can make friends
Ebm
You holdin' yourself back,
surrounded by fake friends
Abm
They just want you for payments
And they gon' keep grabbin' plates if you sneakin' that cake in,
it makes sense
Ebm
Two paychecks, they like, "One
Abm
finna pay rent"
Ebm
Yes, I'm dripped,
Abm
I'ma buy somethin' basic
Got my own style,
you gon' flush it, I don't take shit
Really anti- social,
I don't like collaboratin'
Ebm
And you niggas weirdos, I
don't like collaboratin'
Had to cut y'all off because y'all niggas,
y'all not sanctioned
Abm
Movin' hot,
tryna cause investigations
Now, if you want talk, yeah,
you gotta make a payment
Ebm
Pay me, fuck you
Bitches give me pussy,
I won't pay to fuck
Bitch, nah, I don't love
Abm
you, I won't pay to lust
Even if you my shawty, no, please
do not get comfortable
Verse 2
Ebm
Bitch, I'm the king, it's a Royal Rumble
Came out on top, like the Royal Rumble
Abm
Any beef with me, it's a Royal Rumble
She wanna Royal Rumble (yeah)
Verse 3
Ebm
No cap, I get it, though
You just wanna fuck with me,
you heard me on the radio
You play on me,
Abm
bitch, you gon' turn me to a criminal
Sike, I don't touch y'all,
y'all can't touch me
Ebm
Hottest young nigga in my country
You want me to pull up,
yeah, that's like fifty stacks
I'ma put some in her block
and I go cop my bitch a bigger ass
Abm
I been thinkin' 'bout the old times, not gon' lie,
yeah, I be missin' that
Funny back then, was thinkin' 'bout the destination,
where I'm at
Ebm
Dropped a lil' mixtape, it went
Abm
Ebm
damn near platinum
I'm not mixed, but I got black and white,
Abm
ain't talkin' Ransom
This shit up, but not gon' lie,
I may not make it look fun
Look dumb, you just mad that you
Verse 4
can't cuff 'em
Ebm
It's a Royal Rumble
Came out on top, like the Royal Rumble
Abm
Any beef with me, it's a Royal Rumble
Outro 1
She wanna Royal Rumble
Ebm
Abm
Ebm
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