Tom: D major
Verse 1
Ay
Dm
D
Chop, cut that bitch up
Gm
Jay, this shit too crazy
D
Dm
Too crazy
Thank you,
Jayway
G
D
I said you ain't shit talking on them beats,
fuck you talking about
G
Gm
Matter of fact, you ain't talking about shit,
Nigga,
I'ma grind me my
Let me watch my mouth
Gm
Find my money, get a motherfucker,
can't stay in the house
Brody said he got 300,
Gm
The piece for 32, but I'll be honest,
D
Tell me you don't want it, nigga,
fuck it, I'm breaking it down
Gm
Don't come inside the stew without a gun
D
You ain't see my vision and I'll wait,
I bet you see it now
I bust a n***a's shit for talkin' to me,
he was out of bounds
Told the engineer to cut the beat, I
think I'm outta mouths
Gm
And ain't no competition,
D
if it is, throw it in a towel
Bitch, I need my money and I need it now
G
I'll pull up, do a n***a foul,
I can't go without
D
Bitch, I'm plugged in with the pints,
never seen a drought
Gm
Make a couple hundred right
South
it all, I told him, it out
Gm
G
Finna take the extras to the crib,
Separate the money from the
drug in two different houses
Gm
I can count it up and calculate,
G
bitch, I'm my own accountant
D
Tryin' some funny shit and leave you
drippin' like a waterfowl
And told bro,
stop sayin' dog shit, that's just a couple thousand
How the fuck you say you rich as fuck,
livin' in public houses?
Why the fuck he tryna steal my flow?
I smack the puppet out him
Keep it ten if you ain't around me now,
don't give a fuck about you
D
you better off climbin' a rocky mountain
Why the fuck he tryna steal my flow?
I smack the puppet out him
G
Gm
Keep it ten if you ain't around me
D
now, don't give a fuck about you
Bitch, I need my money and I need it now
G
Lord, nigga, you ain't got no crown
D
Jump in that water, you might just drown
Gm
Glock with a silencer,
when I shoot it won't make no sound
D
Bro just put up in some shit that
ain't got no mouth
Gm
Both days I hit two licks,
D
where this loss ain't found
Niggas take a break from rappin'
and lost they crowd
D
OT and trap better off in town
Finna hit this tour, thick bitch, look like
Megan
Stallion
They would never guard like
Ace, I would've killed
Calvin
Bad bitch
Italian, I just dropped ten on
the medallion
Hundred dollar salad,
weigh my load up inside a palace
Dm
Baby, what's the balance?
Sellin' drugs is my only talent
killin' n****s is his only habit
D
We ain't playin' mad, no touchdowns,
that's the average
Gm
Not no field goals or no tackles,
bitch, I mean the package
D
D
MGM and 10TA, you know this a classic
Gm
I got a stashed house now,
used to be the attic
D
Dm
Make the whole bag disappear,
D
they say I'm good at magic
Gm
Plucked front the low without taxin',
I was flabbergasted
D
Smokin' on some shit that get me high
This shit everlastin',
n****s out here snitchin'
And they rattin', I wouldn't put it past him
Put the
it just had a tantrum
Keep the hammer turnin'
to a ghost like he
Danny
Phantom
you
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