Tom: A major
Verse 1
G
Cm
G
I'm in
New
Cm
G
York, I label me, it's bumpin' in the
Cm
Gotti I'm the type to walk in
Saks
G
Cm
G
Fifth and empty out my pocket
I bought a knife out in
Manhattan, beat and shank somebody
Next, stomach face him,
kill a nigga before he take my diamonds
Cm
Bitch, I used to have them hoop jeans,
Cm
Draco by me I played the hand that I was dealt,
G
I had to make somethin' out it
C
Cm
G
Just made a hundred off a rap, I
had to say something about it
C
Cm
G
Nigga, quit fucking off your bag,
you don't make no profit
Yesterday, I fucked a white bitch
that had a racist father
I love fucking a single mom, but
I hate lil' tylers
I've been playing stepdaddy for weeks,
but I ain't changed on diapers
I'm the type to go to
Tallahassee, tell him, lil'
Cm
Tyler
Tyler
Cm
Two -stepping in some purple jeans,
G
Cheddar bobbed his self, he
had a fucking rifle
C
Cm
Left the lot with brand new
G
S550 with my fucking title
Told him, bro, don't grab that book
bag, cause it's drugs inside it
I'm finna host a after party
on these plugs invited
Really tired of showin' love,
and I'm done, I charted
Then came up, first I got her out the mud,
Cm
bet them bullets find you
cause they could indict me
Cm
G
If I told you what I think, I
bet you wouldn't like it
Cm
C
Let the bitch drive the rental,
And if your plug taxin' heads,
I got gooder prices
Could put some money on his head,
leave a nigga lifeless
Come back up,
bitch, it's something simple,
Juke fittin'
Nikes
My youngin' slimin' shit like
poo, I think that nigga shy
C
Cm
Eyes take flick from off a nigga hip
G
until that nigga fight me
Cm
My mainstay stay over east
Riker
Cm
I see my uncle lose his life while
G
standing right beside him
Cm
Fuck that, don't book me for a
G
show if I can't bring the
Rocky
Fuck that, don't book me for a show if
you can't pay the pocket
Why every time I'm talking money,
niggas change the topic
Bitch ask me,
did I fuck a friend? I try to change the topic
Finna order a pepperoni pizza,
have him change the topics
Cm
C
Watch for the snakes,
C
You would never know who with
G
you till you in that county
Cm
G
Bust a blick, tap a head and
then collect a bounty
C
Nigga, you ain't talking bout no bread,
G
G
then get the fuck around me
G
You
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