Tonalidad: D minor
Verse 1
G#m
E
G#m
E
G#m
Phone keep on
bangin' my shit like a hotline
We walk, I'm down,
ain't no time for no drop -off
E
Chow's in class every time
when we rock, bop
Knots in my jeans so I keep me a Glock -9
G#m
Step on the grind, do that shit on a daily
I wear my prime like I'm Tracy McGrady
E
She on my line cause she
wanna come taste it
Act like a fucker, I leave and she hate it
G#m
Chop pa boys want on the beat
like we five guys
E
This shit get scary like sci -fi
Strap with extension so watch out,
it can get clapped like a hi -fi
Know you not stappin' so wallah,
G#m
scars on my feet from me
E
G#m
beatin' a pavement
Fucked on her friend
cause that bitch in a blade
E
She beatin' out my phone
and I brought her, she hate me
She want the dick
and that bitch can't even take
G#m
Dirt bullshit like yeah,
I bit more than interstate
Had a stack but I want me a dinner plate
E
Got niggas stappin' on purse
tryna eat your face
Ain't with the Texans,
I'm just tryna fuck her face
G#m
Don't need no flexin' but bitch,
yeah, I'm heavyweight
She repositioned it, I don't hesitate
E
Yeah, on my heat, I can't be out here latin'
7 -6 -2 split his body like fractures
G#m
Ride with a mug
when I'm bippin' through traffic
She tryna fuck,
but I just want the necklace
E
Ride that shit up,
make the trap door backflip
Dancin', I'm gassin',
I'm finessin' nitrous
G#m
24 -7, I'm trappin', my feet hurt
Nervous as shit,
cause I'm off of like three perks
E
Get out this top and get put on a t -shirt
She wear that shit, sweat,
I love it when she squirt
G#m
Spent through this, bout to end,
we was some pussies
Got your pistol, took it,
knew you was a rookie
E
They spinnin' and brought
it, when I ain't lookin'
Then I go catch the case
and go sit down to bookin'
G#m
I stay in the kitchen,
that coke what I'm cookin'
Tryna hang out the ring
from my Glock on my hoodie
E
Ain't that boy yet, bitch,
tell him come get up with me
And my bro slide down with a drum,
that whole 50, bang
G#m
Phone keep on bangin' my
shit like a hotline
We walk, I'm down,
E
ain't no time for no drive -by Chow's and
Glocks every time when we ride by
Knots in my jeans
so I keep me at Glock 9
G#m
Step on the grind, do that shit on a daily
I wear my prime like I'm Tracy McGrady
E
She on my line cause she
wanna come taste it
At her, fuck her, I leave and she hate it
G#m
On her, that block with the blizzy tux
E
You better think
twice before runnin' up
I got some shit that'll drop
before packin' up
Bow, get hit with this chop
and I'm gettin' up
G#m
Foot on the gas, ain't no catchin' up
G#
I hit the plug, get the work,
G#m
break it down and I bag it up
E
When I'm in traffic,
they blockin' my passengers
Goddamn, it feel good that I ran it up
G#m
He take him down, so that bitch lay it down
He should've played by the rules
E
I don't wanna talk if it
ain't bout the money
I'm chasin' greens and
G#m
pinks and blues
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