Tom: C minor•
Verse 1
Cm
Eb
Cm
Eb
Cm
A$AP
Eb
Ferg
Waka Flocka (yeah, alright)
Murda, murda, murda, Flocka! (Turn the
G
Eb
G
lights on!)
Verse 2
Cm
Some say I'm possessed,
Eb
that's why Christ on my chest (you know)
G
I'm from the Southside so I throw
Gm
up the S (real for that)
G
Disrespect, I lay you to rest
Cm
Boy, you ass, you softer than breast
(booyah, booyah, blow)
Gm
Bloody murder, I lay you to rest
ain't no need for a vest
Can't nothing protect you from
this TEC (booyah)
Street educated,
Cm
no use for G- tech (Squad)
Verse 3
Cm
Niggas be talking but really don't want it Put
shells in your stomach, like pussy,
you wet (booyah, bow)
Flocka like Rambo, I stay with the ammo
Test me, that's a gamble like
Russian Roulette (bow)
I stay with them commas,
I've been through the drama
You going to war,
you better invest (bow, you know)
Fuck is a K? I ain't impressed
Got thousands of shooters I
Eb
pay just to flex (F locka!)
Verse 4
bitches say I'm hot (bang, ay, you know)
Gm
Disrespect the Mob or Squad,
We don't dial 9- 1- 1, we don't
1- 8- 7 to the fuckin' opps
Verse 5
Cm
Ain't afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda something
Eb
Ain't afraid to murdasomething
Verse 6
Gm
Eb
Put 'em in a hearse
or something (pop!)
I'm thinking you niggas is sweet
Cm
Like a Starburst or something (yeah)
Eb
Get 'em a purse or something
Cm
Eb
Might get 'em in church or something
We heard the deacon speaking
Bb
Eb
Cm
I'm Donnie McClurkin
frontin' (alright)
Verse 7
Cm
Eb
them niggas hurt your cousin (yeah)
Cm
All my people say "Stomp!" like
I'm Kirk or something
Eb
Put 'em in the dirt like
"Work" or something
Bb
He get on my nerves so fuck him
Eb
Bb
You turn ass like Tahiry when
Cm
I pressed your buttons
And that was no diss,
niggas quick for discussion
Y'all quick for the tweeting,
y'all quick to be tumbling
Verse 8
Cm
How about a Vine, two clips to your spine
And Instagram pics of me dumping?
I'm feeling your bitch so
I'm fucking (dumping)
I skeet- skeet like it's nothin'
Verse 9
bitches say I'm hot
Gm
Cm
Disrespect the Mob or Squad,
Bb
Eb
then you get shot
We don't dial 9- 1- 1, we don't
1- 8- 7 to the fuckin' opps
Verse 10
Cm
Ain't afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda something
(Flocka!)
Ain't afraid to murda something
Verse 11
Cm
It's a homicide, a bloody murder
All my niggas down to murder
1- 8- 7 on the op
That's a fallen soldier
Verse 12
Cm
I'm finna get buck and start
bringing the burner
Eb
Now I'm beating that ass
you sleep in a hearse
Cm
Wherever you from, that's my turf
Hit Fergie Ferg and I'm putting in work
Young Flocka Flame gon'
put 'em in the dirt
Sipping on the Henny and
a nigga go berserk
Couple bitches gave me brain,
then I skeet on they skirt
Verse 13
Damn, Ferg, you nasty Pay attention,
Cm
focus on what we came for (came for)
Got the drop on a nigga, got the info
Soon as I hop out, click- clack,
then go bang (bang)
Eb
(Turn the lights on, bow)
Verse 14
bitches say I'm hot
Gm
Cm
Disrespect the Mob or Squad,
Bb
Eb
then you get shot
We don't dial 9- 1- 1, we
Cm
1- 8- 7 to the fuckin' opps
Verse 15
Cm
Ain't afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda something
Ain't afraid to murda something
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