Tom: Bb major
Verse 1
Em
F
On codeine we ain't tryin'
Em
F
We ain't playin' all that
Em
F
Amber alert, blrrt, blrrt
Ha, nah, let me stop playin'
You know what I'm sayin'?
Em
F
Verse 2
F
C
F
Stayed down for all of this shit
quit's (Blrrt)
C
F
Walk down, get to doggin' this shit
E
Blrrt, got shot in his joggers and shit
Told my ex bitch, "Jump off a cliff"
F
I want cheddar, look at the flicka da wrist
E
Court down bad like Money Mitch
Em
But nah, I ain't sell out no
"Xan, why you keep slidin'?
You better than this"
E
Fuck y'all, I ain't takin' lec
Em
F
tures for shit
Lambo Urus, I speed this bitch
E
My shawty a 10, I'm the dream and shit
I'm dreamin' shit
On some Kenan shit
F
Make him disappear on some Jesus shit
E
F
Take me to another place
E
I got a Glock with the fan
F
HeyShootBaby off them Xans
ARP, I might crash
E
F
Hold up, they said they want
the old Xan?
Pump shotgun that shoot
Shoot at my neighbor, I feel like Seth Rogan
put down the Trojan
C
F
Bitch nigga always tryna fake
45, bet a nigga won't fake
Em
I got juice in the cup,
F
Fdim
like Jay
Ayy, ayy, ayy, okay
F
E
F
More Life, he got hit with the Drac'
Shit goin' down, we uppin' the rate
We ain't givin' you eight
They look like soldiers ankle weight
E
Bitch wanna call my phone, you can wait
F
I'm a fat nigga with a choppa, I can race
E
Em
In a church with the stick, oh, happy day
racks in the safe
Em
F
Watch how I shoot, like JR smith
You ain't gettin' P's back, nah, you hit
E
Em
Four hundred K on some showoff shit
F
Walk in the store with some
O- Dog shit
E
Em
You niggas be gay, go off, bitch
F
My side bitch text me like, "No,
he didn't"
gun range you rented
F
Funny how a whole app gon'
Feed a bitch in her mouth
like a baby pigeon
E
you better stay your distance
Keep a hammer on me
F
I can build you a kitchen
Bitch don't know my name
Then Google my image
E
How you do it in the street
F
But don't do it in prison?
I call up Woog, we gon'
Uber some bitches
E
2012 got jumped in the new Helly Hansen
Look like the world of Guinness
like, "Girl
E
You trippin'" dawg cook up the crack
Em
F
Like swirl and cinnamon
I call up Shoot, you know he spin a Benz
E
F
I slide in a coupe, this is an infinite
I'm in Infinity
Backdoor move,
E
we ain't feeling his energy
F
Divide the shit I have, call it symmetry
E
That nigga dead, now he in a symmetry
F
I meant cemetery call in preliminaries
E
Check my dictionary niggas actin' scary
Verse 3
Matter fact, I don't fuck with none of y'all
HeyShootBaby, y'all
see what's goin' on
I got a Glock in my drawers, hey
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