Tonalidad: Eb minor•
Intro 1
Ebm
Cb
Ebm
Cb
Iceberg want a bag, bitch
Chorus 1
Ebm
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
Cb
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
Ebm
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
Cb
We ain't aimin' for your body,
shots hits your brain
Ebm
We come from poverty, man,
we ain't have a thing
Cb
It's a lot of animosity,
but they won't say my name
Ebm
Them killers rock with me,
lil' nigga, don't get banged
Cb
'Cause they'll do the job for me
while I hop on a plane
Verse 1
Ebm
She don't like her body,
left the doctor with a new shape
Cb
Blowing up my phone
'cause she just see me with my new bae
Ebm
Heartbreaker, ladies love me like I'm Cool J
Cb
She was tryna cling
onto a nigga, but it's too late
Ebm
Booked a flight to Cali,
racks and condoms in my suitcase
Cb
And every single dollar
in these bands gotta blue face
Ebm
Diamonds in the Rollie,
they in HD like it's Blu-Ray
Cb
The way that I been ballin'
should make the cover of 2K
Ebm
Show out for the summer
I might pull up in a new Wraith
Cb
Dissin' on the gang that's gon'
only get your crew chased
Ebm
And we hawk shit down,
better tighten up yo shoe lace
Cb
Lil' bro get up close let the Glock 22 spray
Chorus 2
Ebm
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
Cb
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
Ebm
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
Cb
We ain't aimin' for your body,
shots hits your brain
Ebm
We come from poverty, man,
we ain't have a thing
Cb
It's a lot of animosity,
but they won't say my name
Ebm
Them killers rock with me,
lil' nigga, don't get banged
Cb
'Cause they'll do the job for me
Verse 2
while I hop on a plane
Ebm
I call lil' bro
He said he ready for the stain
Cb
What you claim? You a lame
You ain't never put in pain
Ebm
So I be around some killers
That go crazy for the gang
Cb
If I showed you all my charges
You won't look at me the same
Ebm
Made some choices in my life
I wish I never had to make
Cb
Lost my brother, seen him die
And I just seen him graduate
Ebm
Got that .40 on my side
And I'm just rollin' past the Jakes
Cb
Bro, my hands can do the job
And I ain't talkin' masturbate
Ebm
I was in and outta state
'Cause I had a bag to make
Cb
I risked my life but it's aight
'Cause God ain't let me pass away
Ebm
Fuck tomorrow, spin the block
Just know we comin' back today
Cb
I call Polo, he come dolo,
we get 'em the fast way
Chorus 3
Ebm
We pop out at your party, I'm with the gang
Cb
And it's gon' be a robbery, so tuck ya chain
Ebm
I'm a killer, girl, I'm sorry, but I can't change
Cb
We ain't aimin' for your body,
shots hits your brain
Ebm
We come from poverty, man,
we ain't have a thing
Cb
It's a lot of animosity,
but they won't say my name
Ebm
Them killers rock with me,
lil' nigga, don't get banged
Cb
'Cause they'll do the job for me
Outro 1
while I hop on a plane
Ebm
Cb
Ebm
Cb
[Repeat and fade]
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