Tom: Bb minor
Verse 1
Am
You a rough rider nigga,
we buy you two
You show niggas the meaning
of ride or die
It's all that bullshit you talking,
G
You don't gotta slap me five
or give me a hug
C
And it hurts when you gotta kill
a nigga you love
Am
G
But I'ma deal with
my enemies sooner
F
Cause I got them looking for my solo album
like Kennedy Jr
G
C
go ahead and get your shine on
I'm bout to cop rocks
Am
that y niggas can climb on
ain't got mine on
I don't want nothin' that you
can tell time on
G
Things ain't all good right now,
Am
Turn more, you in the hood right now
G
Y 'all can stop actin' like
F
that nigga Jay won't squeeze
All I got is misdemeanors and some ACDs
C
Y 'all gon' make me lay somethin' down,
I promise
And puff wild scammers
Am
and listen to Carl Thomas
Than we comin' outside,
cause somebody gotta die
you know we gettin' plenty of dough
Am
you know we lightin' plenty of dro
you know we comin' from Wyoming
go ahead, really though
C
you know we hittin' plenty of hoes
Go ahead,
Am
you know we rippin' plenty of shows
you know we comin' from Wyoming
go ahead, really though
C
G
And yo, I warned y 'all niggas
Now I'm warnin' y 'all niggas
F
don't worry about no Dr. Bill
It ain't gon' be one of those,
just your casket flows
Locks, nah, you'd rather
Cause I'm poppin' turn y 'all
like the optimum box
Am
G
No pay -per -view,
Something ugly and let them all
zip up your crew
G
Wanna hop on our dicks and go
And wear Rough Rider tees,
motherfucker please
Am
G
You a folk and those niggas,
F
don't you stick to the skis
And I don't hear it in your raps no more
So I don't bother to go,
G
C
in the store and cop y shit
Am
Only time I cop y 'all shit, if locks on it
G
I'll shoot you in your mouth,
F
ain't no callin' the cops
I want my shit back like cash
from an Iliad's cop chair
C
G
you know we gettin' plenty of dough
Am
you know we lightin' plenty of dro
you know we comin' from Wyoming
F
Go ahead, truly oh, go ahead, really though
C
you know we hittin' plenty of hoes
Go ahead,
Am
you know we rippin' plenty of shows
you know we comin' from Guayao
F
Go ahead, screw the y 'all
Go ahead, really though
C
G
Go ahead, I'm always that,
But the flow stay nasty like hallway piss
Am
G
If you hear the P spit,
F
then it's a deep -ass song
When I die, momma bury me,
wish me clothes on
G
If the drama be the therapy,
Should've been speakin' Arabic,
G
But I was fuckin' with the savages,
Live for the money, die for my niggas,
run from the law
C
G
Catch me smokin' my weed,
Push my whip to the limit,
G
F
Blow my clip to the tip, kinda hopin' you flip
I feel sorry for the crackheads,
but happy for myself
G
C
So I got mixed feelings bout this hustlin' shit
I keep sayin' I'm gon' quit
Am
after a couple of bricks
G
But I can't stop buildin',
But I got no problems kidnappin' a bitch
you know we gettin' plenty of dough
Am
you know we lightin' plenty of dro
we coming from Wyoming
F
Go ahead! Trulio! Go ahead! Really though!
C
You know we hit plenty of hoes
Go ahead!
Am
You know we ripping plenty of shows
You know we coming from Wyoming
Go ahead! Really though!
G
C
You know we get plenty of dough
Go ahead!
You know we light plenty of dro
Am
G
Go ahead!
You know we coming from Wyoming
Go ahead! Really though!
G
C
Go ahead, you know we hit plenty of hoes
Go ahead,
Am
you know we rippin' plenty of shows
G
Go ahead, you know we comin' from YL
Go ahead, you really know
G
C
Go ahead
Am
G
F
C
G
C
Am
G
F
G
C
You
Am
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