Tom: C# minor
Verse 1
Bbm
(Tay Keith, what the fuck up,
nigga?)
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
Tay Keith
Verse 2
Bbm
I don't give a fuck, I'm up
I crashed my Lambo truck four
Gb
Bbm
times (skrrt)
Shout out Lil Durk
My hitters got sticks like
RondoNumbaNine (they do)
I done got rich,
my Rollie don't tick- tock
Gb
But it still tell the time (time,
Bbm
oh)
Fuckin' your bitch in Louis V flip flops
Gb
Tryna blow out her spine
Bbm
(whoa)
Ebm
Fuckgirls stallin'
You ain't gettin' in,
Bbm
don't waste my time (yeah, oh)
Tryna slow down
Gb
Tryna chill but nothin' but work
Bbm
on my mind (yeah, oh)
Fm
Baby I'm ballin'
Bbm
Gb
Pop another X and go over
Bbm
time (whoa)
She won't stop callin'
Gotta block her number, get off my line
Verse 3
Bbm
Yeah, I eat good, I'm stackin' up
calories
Gb
Poppin' these pills, I burn 'em off
Bbm
Got a new coupe,
seats peanut butter tan
I'm drivin' 'round the city
with the top off (skrrt)
Started out broke as a joke with a plan
Gb
I turned into the top dog
Bbm
Came from the streets,
got a lot of respect
It don't cost to get 'em
knocked off
Verse 4
Bbm
Brrt, brrt, brrt, yeah
Bullets, they bite they hurt, yeah (bite)
Treat my bitch the worst, yeah
Tryna' put a stick in her purse,
Gb
Bbm
yeah (whoa)
Gb
You could take me out the streets
Bbm
But the streets will never
Gb
be outta me
Bbm
I don't gotta prove myself for shit
Gb
If you run up on me, you gon' see
Bbm
(right now)
Chirp, chirp, chirp, yeah
I get birds for sure, yeah
Lurk, lurk, lurk, yeah
One call, killers gon' lurk,
yeah (lurkin')
Lately, it feel like everybody tryna
Gb
get reactions out of me
Bbm
Gotta play it cool on the internet
Gb
But I'm a savage in reality
Bbm
Two hundred plus on the digital
Verse 5
Bbm
dash
200k, that's in physical cash
Stop all the hate with your miserable ass
Got me your shorty,
your physical bad (yeah)
Run it up, you could put it on my tab
Gb
Shit that I got, I thought I'd never have
Bbm
Fresh off the lot,
I got on paper tags
Smokin' exotic, you can't get a drag
Long laces and my shorts Rick Owen
Turn off the lights and my
Gb
Bbm
neck still glowin'
Fm
Bbm
I'm the type pull up with
vibes and they blowin'
Where I'm from,
people get shot when it's snowin'
Fm
Bbm
My brother can't read but
he still got a sentence
Had to fall back,
Gb
now I'm back with a vengeance
Bbm
I get 'em short and I
stack up my tennis
Fm
Empty my bank account,
Bbm
then I replenish
Verse 6
Bbm
Yeah, I eat good, I'm stackin' up
calories
Gb
Poppin' these pills, I burn 'em off
Bbm
Got a new coupe,
seats peanut butter tan
I'm drivin' 'round the city
with the top off (skrrt)
Started out broke as a joke with a plan
Gb
I turned into the top dog
Bbm
Came from the streets,
got a lot of respect
It don't cost to get 'em
knocked off
Verse 7
Bbm
Brrt, brrt, brrt, yeah
Bullets, they bite they hurt, yeah (bite)
Treat my bitch the worst, yeah
Tryna' put a stick in her purse,
Gb
Bbm
yeah (whoa)
Gb
You could take me out the streets
Bbm
But the streets will never
Gb
be outta me
Bbm
I don't gotta prove myself for shit
Gb
If you run up on me, you gon' see
Bbm
(right now)
Chirp, chirp, chirp, yeah
I get birds for sure, yeah
Lurk, lurk, lurk, yeah
One call, killers gon' lurk,
Gb
Bbm
yeah (lurkin')
Lately, it feel like everybody tryna
Gb
get reactions out of me
Bbm
Gotta play it cool on the internet
Gb
But I'm a savage in reality
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