Tonalidad: C minor
Verse 1
Am
(Banger)
Uh
Flex money
Yeah
Go
F
Am
F
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
Am
Go, go, go, go, go, go
Verse 2
F
this shit wasn't given to me (at all)
Em
Am
F
Rell had told me, "Boy, you finna blow, lil' bro,
Am
just listen to me" (listen to me)
Nina always stay on go,
F
you know she stickin' to me (grrt- grrt)
Em
F
We ain't doin' no more single shots,
Am
you know this bitch a fully (this bitch a fully)
R.I.P. Da Bully (yeah)
F
Uh, Squeeze, pass me the Woody
Em
(pass me the Woody)
F
Don't gotta smoke OG no more,
we smokin' Cookie (Cookie)
He ain't cut,
Am
that boy a rookie (that boy a rookie)
F
We on point, throw on that hoodie,
Am
Free my man, ain't let him loose,
F
Am
so fuck the jury (so fuck the jury)
Verse 3
I'm in L.A. with the top off
(with the top off)
F
Swingin'metal like it's
Em
TopGolf (yeah)
Am
Speak on Domo, got no choice,
he gettin' knocked off (he gettin' knocked off)
F
Uh, in the party, clutching glizzy, waiting for
Am
Em
Am
some shit to pop off (bitch)
G4 got the switch,
F
Dm
he call 'em hot sauce (call 'em hot sauce)
Am
Yeah, we serve the block raw
F
Bitch, we want your top dog
Em
(we want your top dog)
Am
Uh, mini Drac', it clear the scene,
it ain't no cop calls (grrt)
Y'all niggas some top frauds (yeah)
F
Em
If I tell her, then she drop drawers
F
In that jam, forever loyal,
Am
I will not talk (I will not talk)
If I'm on that, they on go,
F
E
my niggas gettin' to you (they on that)
Hawk 'em down, ain't no thought,
Am
my niggas finna shoot you (hawk 'em down)
F
5.56, it rip his shit, them bullets slippin' through you (bah,
E
bah)
Ridin' back to back them
stoley 'Cats
Em
Dm
don't do no missin' through
'em (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Verse 4
F
this shit wasn't
given to me (at all)
Em
Am
F
Rell had told me, "Boy, you finna blow, lil' bro,
Am
just listen to me" (listen to me)
F
Nina always stay on go,
you know she stickin' to me (grrt- grrt)
Em
F
We ain't doin' no more single shots,
Am
you know this bitch a fully (this bitch a fully)
R.I.P. Da Bully (yeah)
F
Uh, Squeeze, pass me the Woody
Em
(pass me the Woody)
F
Don't gotta smoke OG no more,
we smokin' Cookie (Cookie)
He ain't cut,
Am
that boy a rookie (that boy a rookie)
F
We on point, throw on that hoodie,
Em
uh (throw on that hoodie)
F
Free my man, ain't let him loose,
so fuck the jury (yeah)
Am
No, I'm never
Verse 5
stressin' 'bout a bitch
F
'cause I got plenty (i got plenty)
Em
F
Uh, think she yours, but she get freaky
off that Remy (off that Remy)
Am
Turn her on, I grip the semi (uh)
F
Take a ride up in this Bentley
Am
Em
(up in this Bentley)
F
Give me top, I'm tired of Wock', might
Am
sip some Trissy (yeah)
F
Niggas always tryna kick it and I
ain't with it (I ain't with it)
Em
Am
I see what I want, then I pick it 'cause
F
Am
I got chicken (I got cheese)
Niggas pockets frigid
F
Uh, I been counting digits (digits)
Em
We play ball,
F
this ain't a scrimmage (we play ball)
Said I'm coming, bitch, I'm in it
Verse 6
Am
F
this shit wasn't given
to me (at all)
E
F
Rell had told me, "Boy, you finna blow,
Am
lil' bro, just listen to me" (listen to me)
F
Nina always stay on go,
you know she stickin' to me (grrt- grrt)
Em
F
We ain't doin' no more single shots,
Am
you know this bitch a fully (this bitch a fully)
R.I.P. Da Bully (yeah)
F
Uh, Squeeze, pass me the Woody
Am
(pass me the Woody)
Em
F
Don't gotta smoke OG no more,
we smokin' Cookie (Cookie)
Dm
He ain't cut,
Am
that boy a rookie (that boy a rookie)
F
We on point, throw on that hoodie,
Em
uh (throw on that hoodie)
F
Free my man, ain't let him loose,
so fuck the jury (yeah)
Am
Bitch, fuck the jury Yeah,
Verse 7
F
Am
F
throw
Am
on that hoodie
F
Am
Say just listen to me
Outro 1
F
Am
F
Dm
Am
F
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