Kunci: C minor
Verse 1
A
Don't ever fuckin' play with me
Y'all niggas know,
E
y'all bitches know I'm the fucking queen
You ho bitches know,
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G#m
you dirty bum bitches know (grrr)
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G#m
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
C#m
Got the strings on 'em
Verse 2
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C#m
Woke up, the price of coke up
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C#m
I just hit 'em with the low cut,
A
G#m
then call my folks up
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F#m
Somebody 'bout to get poked up,
C#m
go call a tow truck (tow)
All that talkin' out your neck,
F#m
D
G#m
C#m
might just get your throat cut
F#m
This a Mack truck, not a black truck
C#m
When we move, tell 'em,
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G#m
"Back up," click click, clack, duck
C#m
Hella bands, pull up, stashed up,
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super facts up
C#m
All you bitches Rosa Parks,
D
G#m
C#m
uh-oh, get get your ass up, uh
Verse 3
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G#m
Yikes, I play tag and you it for
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life (woo, life)
G#m
Yikes (yikes), you a clown,
C#m
you do it for likes
Yikes (yikes), yes, it's tight,
but it doesn't bite
D
G#m
Grip it right, he be like
C#m
(woo)
E
G#m
C#m
Yikes, what's the hy pe? This is something light (light, light,
woo)
G#m
Yikes, outta town on
C#m
consistent flights
Yikes, work hard,
G#m
C#m
this a different white (white)
Get your life,
D
C#m
you bitches ain't livin' right
Verse 4
G#m
Yeah (sheesh, go), I keep two nines,
C#m
yeah (sheesh)
You see my face all over that
G#m
C#m
Fendi design, yeah
Soon as niggas press you, boy,
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C#m
you throw up peace signs, yeah
You don't want that action,
D
G#m
C#m
pull your cards, you decline, yeah
F#m
C#m
Uh (woo, woo), I keep two dimes, yeah
Walk up to a bad bitch, be like,
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C#m
"I think you fine," yeah
I don't play with demons, Satan,
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F#m
C#m
get thee behind, yeah
G#m
'Bout to get fucked up on margarita with two limes,
E
D
C#m
yeah
G#m
F#m
G#m
Ooh, I've been the same, ain't shit changed,
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C#m
this ain't nothin' new (woo)
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That pretty frame, diamond chain,
G#m
C#m
what the fuck it do?
Yo, clear the way,
E
C#m
it's some bad bitches comin' through (sheesh)
D
I give two F's like the letters that
E
are on my shoe
G#m
Verse 5
C#m
F#m
G#m
Yikes, I play tag and you it for life (
C#m
woo, life)
Yikes (yikes), you a clown,
G#m
C#m
you do it for likes
C#
Yikes (yikes), yes, it's tight,
F#m
A
C#m
but it doesn't bite
D
Grip it right, he be like
C#m
(woo)
C#m
Yikes, what's the hype? This is something light (light, light,
woo)
F#m
Yikes, outta town on con
G#m
C#m
sistent flights
F#m
Yikes, work hard,
C#m
this a different white (white)
Get your life,
D
C#m
you bitches ain't livin' right (ooh)
C#
C#m
Bag talk,
Verse 6
but ain't got
no mouth for money
C#m
G#m
C#m
Bag talk, hmm
C#m
It's quiet, ain't no back talk (grrr)
D
G#m
C#m
Quiet, ain't no back talk
Outro 1
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