Tom: Gb major•
Verse 1
Abdim
Word up, Rektor,
D
I wasn't gonna say it again
F#
Word up, man, it's all good, yo,
y let us in your little shit
You got that, some bullshit, man
C#
F#
C#
We good, we good
D#m
See you like the front
Me, I like the stunt
I go forward or forth, damn,
you the type to punt
I go for the home run, you the type to blunt
No support, stay in court twice a month
Like the blunt, D .A.
Please advise,
he breakin' down them pizza piles
I see my eyes, blow it out right now,
I'm facin' three to five
Assault charge, yeah granted,
it was aggravated
Watch you characters, my character,
won't assassinate it
Huh, they had to hate it, agitated, cash related
I tell ya bitch, grab my dick,
huh, now masturbate it
Don't catch feelings, man,
how she not feelin' Kim?
And looking by the ways
spinning like a ceiling fan
My girl Chanel shit sells,
shit per Chanel kicks out
Lip turn down fifty mil on my Chappelle shit
Get your ice wet, lay down a slight fat
Word My word Herb you'll
get curved like a night
G#dim
Check! Check! Check! Slam!
F#
Ay yo they call us the New Har
C#
C#sus4
lem Knights man
We like Richard Pryor, ay
F#
I'll take his whole team out
Ebm
You now lookin' at the
face of the new team
No plies, big faces in these true jeans
I don't tie nor lace them,
keep some loose strings
Tongue hangin',
Abm
Ebm
son fakin' in them 2G s
She gon' drop on two knees
once she see the belt
I'm number one with the water,
I need to meet with felt
Got my own corner,
I don't need your help
I'm doing everything like I only need myself
Abm
Ebm
A bit more thread, I had a city song
Top down, getting head while
on the Bentley phone
Powder blue azure,
like the one that Diddy owns
Axe killer, I write thrillers like Quincy Jones
G -Force speed boats in Villa Homes
Fake poking y chests out with y silicones
Jeff Hamilton's first level
with silver phones
Standing on the couch in Manchester filling robes
Abdim
D
F#
C#sus4
Homes
Abdim
Ebm
Damn, you see why I'm feelin' myself?
The market unchanged
and y 'all rappers still on the shelf
Quit to go for the Eagles
Abm
Ebm
like I'm from Philadelphia
I feel for your health,
I'll pull your ice grill and get melt
Like chill, shawty pump, no ball,
get your body dunked
I don't brawl, a phone call,
Abm
Ebm
have your body slumped
Queen stories, heard them all
from Preem to Ronnie Bump
Waitin' on that four -door Porsche,
should be out in a month
With these keys, I'm a wildebeest,
nautica, feel the fleece
I should shoot at the ground,
the way I kill the streets
No seatbelt, but ma, I unfasten ya
Jack Coup is lavender,
today I'm playin' passenger
Killer the signature,
before that is the literature
How was the baller,
Ebm
hustler slash prisoner?
But a good listener,
Ebm
your wife -a might piss on her
Yeah, that's how a wizard whizz on up
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