Tom: F# minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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from a boomie and you got them pies
Left my mask at home,
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Got a four fif' on my side in
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case they wanna try
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Pull up, skrt (woah)
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Grippin' the stick when I turn
(yeah)
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Smokin', I'm calmin' my nerves
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goin' in first
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Family see me, they goin' berserk
and nobody get hurt
Verse 2
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Gimme that work, hey (woo)
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Gi- gi- gimme that work
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'Bout to gimme that work,
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Em
hey (woo)
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Gi- gi- gimme that work, nuh
Em
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'Bout to gimme that work, hey
Gimme that work
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Trust
Verse 3
now, you know I'm up now
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She see me with a bag,
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she wanna fuck now
They see me with a Aud', they
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wanna know how
Rollin' off a addy,
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Dm
I can't slow down (uh, uh, uh, woo)
Verse 4
Dm
I robbed your bitch for the night, I might just
I might just—
I might just dip in it twice,
I might just speak of a spice (yeah, yeah)
She did it back to the kitchen,
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Whippin' and cheffin' that white (whip it,
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Told her to pass me the scale,
answer the phone
Verse 5
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And gimme that work, hey (woo)
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Gi- gi- gimme that work
Em
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Gimme that work, nuh
'Bout to gimme that work,
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Em
hey (woo)
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Gi- gi- gimme that work, nuh
Em
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'Bout to gimme that work, hey
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Gimme that work, hey
Verse 6
Gi- gi- gimme that work
Gimme that work, nuh
'Bout to gimme that work,
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hey (woo)
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Gi- gi- gimme that work, nuh
Fuck with my money,
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somebody get murked
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Gimme that work
Verse 7
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Yeah
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Yeah, yeah, hey
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Said, said, hey
Hey
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Gimme that work, hey
Verse 8
Em
(woo)
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Gi-gi- gimme that work
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Em
Gimme that work, nuh
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Em
'Bout to gimme that work, hey (woo)
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Em
Gi- gi- gimme that work, nuh
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Am
'Bout to gimme that work, hey
Verse 9
Em
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Gimme that work
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Em
'Bout to gimme that work, hey
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Gi- gi- gimme that work, nuh
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Trust
Verse 10
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now, you know I'm up now
She see me with a bag,
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she wanna fuck now
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They see me with a Aud', they
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wanna know how
I can't slow down
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G
Verse 11
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I'm 'bout the fuckin' bags, my nigga
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The two bits that made it true, my nigga
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Now I'm flyin' private jets
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Where the fuck where you when the judge gave me 13 years,
9 months?
Em
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Where the fuck were you?
When my pops was in the court
room in shock
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Where were you when I was down below?
Yo, I got convicted of somethin' I ain't even fuckin' do,
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my nigga
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Fuck, man
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We don't do the long talkin', ayy?
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We just get straight to the barkin'
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