Tom: D minor•
Verse 1
Dm
D
Gm
Bb
Dm
My
beat low
(my beat low)
D
My bass low (my bass low)
Gm
I ride low (I ride low)
Bb
She go low (she go low)
Dm
My beat low (my beat low)
D
My bass low (my bass low)
Gm
I ride low (I ride low)
Bb
Gm
Used to tell her what you said, bro
Verse 2
Dm
D
Dm
D
Me, Juicy J, get too many hoes
Me, Juicy J, get too many flows
Dm
D
Clique ballin' out like the '98 Lakers
Pull up in a million dollar car and violate it
Fly to Cancun on Sunday,
land in France on Monday
Faded at the fashion show,
tryna grab a bitch off the runway
I ain't even pack no clothes,
nothin' but rubbers in my suitcase
Dm
D
Laid her on the mic, menage with my
Dm
Gm
D
model and her roommate
And if I tip a bitch, we fuckin',
Gm
it ain't no discussion
Dm
D
It cost to be the boss, my n- gga you
D
Dm
D
Who you playin' with lil homie? Your
life won't cost me nothin'
Dm
D
Dm
D
Juicy J so presidential, don't make me
Verse 3
My beat low (my beat low)
D
My bass low (my bass low)
Gm
I ride low (I ride low)
Bb
She go low (she go low)
Dm
My beat low (my beat low)
D
My bass low (my bass low)
Gm
I ride low (I ride low)
Bb
She go low (she go low)
Low
Dm
D
I get a brick, you know I get
Verse 4
it for the, low
Gm
Bb
Dm
Her ass so fat, I told her drop it down, low
I do a verse,
D
you know my prices ain't, low
Gm
Lil, momma know I like my
Verse 5
Eb
Bb
Me, Nicki M, I got too many wins
Eb
Pull up with them V twins in my engine
Bb
Eb
All this ice all around me like a penguin
Bb
Eb
I ain't talkin' bowlin'
D
Gm
but I'm with the kingpin
Eb
I pull up with a n- gga with
a real big dick
a bitch can't quit
Eb
I ain't ever have a beat that
a bitch ain't rip
I'm fly every day but a bitch
ain't trippin'
You be on that bull, you
be on Scott Pippen
D
I be pimp walkin', I'm limpin'
C's on my bag so they
D
Every n- gga in here wanna know what
I'm drinkin'
Myx Moscato, niggas
Eb
I keep a pillow with me just
because I'm tired of niggas
D
Bb
I'm with some flawless girls,
Eb
D
they're pretty and they're thick
Bb
put that pussy on his lips, bitch
Dm
My beat low (my beat low)
Verse 6
D
My bass low (my bass low)
Gm
I ride low (I ride low)
Bb
Dm
She go low (she go low)
My beat low (my beat low)
D
My bass low (my bass low)
Gm
I ride low (I ride low)
Bb
She go low (she go low)
Low
Dm
D
I get a brick, you know I get it for
Verse 7
D
the, low
Gm
Bb
Dm
Her ass so fat, I told her drop it down, low
I do a verse,
D
you know my prices ain't, low
Gm
Lil' momma know I like my
Eb
I'm Lil Bibby, Mr. Everything-
Verse 8
For- The- Low
Bb
Mr. Leave- Her- At- Home-
He'll- Take- Your- Ho
Eb
Mr. Stack- That- Dough
Bb
Eb
Young rich n- gga used to trap
Bb
D
by the store, now taxed for the flow
Eb
Tell a rap n- igga, "I'm not feelin' you"
D
Stop frontin', boy, y'all not criminals
Ebm
they talkin' 'bout killin' you
Eb
Bb
Got two 9's but they're not identical
D
Bb
Eb
I'll never trait on my squad, nigga
D
I'm Michael Jordan, you Lebron, nigga
Eb
D
In other words, you a fraud, nigga
I'll pull your card, nigga
Eb
I'm a young boss, I'm runnin' shit
D
Call me King Tut, all this gold
on, I be blinged up
Eb
If they try to rob, got the things
D
tucked, you ain't seen nothin'
Bb
Eb
At the club, their jaws drop when
I pull up in that Benz
Thirty Deep, 'bout twenty heats, still
Bb
stomp him out with my Timbs
Eb
I'm in here chillin' with my feet up
I told y'all that I'm 'bout to
Bb
D
heat up
Eb
Man it's time to kill all this weak stuff
Bb
Pull the beat up, watch me eat up
Dm
My beat low (my beat low) My bass low
Verse 9
D
D
Gm
I ride low (I ride low)
Bb
She go low (she go low)
Dm
My beat low (she go low)
Gm
I ride low (she go low)
Bb
She go low (she go low)
Low (yeah)
D
I get a brick, you know I get it for the,
Verse 10
low
Gm
Bb
Her ass so fat, I told her drop it down, low
D
you know my prices ain't, low
Bb
D
like my kisses down low
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