Tom: Bb major
Verse 1
F#m
G
On codeine we ain't tryin'
F#m
G
We ain't playin' all that
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G
Amber alert, blrrt, blrrt
Ha, nah, let me stop playin'
You know what I'm sayin'?
F#m
G
Verse 2
G
D
G
Stayed down for all of this shit
quit's (Blrrt)
D
G
Walk down, get to doggin' this shit
F#
Blrrt, got shot in his joggers and shit
Told my ex bitch, "Jump off a cliff"
G
I want cheddar, look at the flicka da wrist
F#
Court down bad like Money Mitch
F#m
But nah, I ain't sell out no
"Xan, why you keep slidin'?
You better than this"
F#
Fuck y'all, I ain't takin' lec
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G
tures for shit
Lambo Urus, I speed this bitch
F#
My shawty a 10, I'm the dream and shit
I'm dreamin' shit
F#
"Can I take your order?"
On some Kenan shit
G
Make him disappear on some Jesus shit
F#
G
Take me to another place
F#
I got a Glock with the fan
G
HeyShootBaby off them Xans
ARP, I might crash
F#
G
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
D
G
Bitch nigga always tryna fake
45, bet a nigga won't fake
F#m
I got juice in the cup,
G
Gdim
like Jay
Ayy, ayy, ayy, okay
G
F#
G
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
F#
Bitch wanna call my phone, you can wait
G
I'm a fat nigga with a choppa, I can race
F#
F#m
In a church with the stick, oh, happy day
racks in the safe
F#m
G
Watch how I shoot, like JR smith
You ain't gettin' P's back, nah, you hit
F#
F#m
Four hundred K on some showoff shit
G
Walk in the store with some
O- Dog shit
F#
F#m
You niggas be gay, go off, bitch
G
My side bitch text me like, "No,
he didn't"
gun range you rented
G
Funny how a whole app gon'
Feed a bitch in her mouth
like a baby pigeon
F#
you better stay your distance
Keep a hammer on me
G
I can build you a kitchen
Bitch don't know my name
Then Google my image
F#
How you do it in the street
G
But don't do it in prison?
I call up Woog, we gon'
Uber some bitches
F#
2012 got jumped in the new Helly Hansen
F#
now you Roddy Ricchin'
Look like the world of Guinness
like, "Girl
F#
You trippin'" dawg cook up the crack
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G
Like swirl and cinnamon
I call up Shoot, you know he spin a Benz
F#
G
I slide in a coupe, this is an infinite
I'm in Infinity
Backdoor move,
F#
we ain't feeling his energy
G
Divide the shit I have, call it symmetry
F#
That nigga dead, now he in a symmetry
G
I meant cemetery call in preliminaries
F#
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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