Tom: F# minor
Intro 1
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Lil'
Verse 1
Wet don't got no keys,
I press the start and hit the gas and go
She just wanna fuck with me,
Dm
E
Am
I hit that ass, she drop it low
Drop a bag, I spend a fee,
Dm
the opps, really wanna know
Am
Is he really cashing out
Dm
Am
or is that young nigga broke?
Dm
Fuck with me, you can't get robbed,
you can't get poked
Am
I just walked inside the club
Dm
and I was dancing with my bro
Am
I don't really trust nobody,
Dm
Am
I can never trust a soul
I walk in, I'm poppin' tags,
Dm
E
Am
which one, any money, moe
Dm
Am
Oh yeah, oh yeah, we ballin'
Dm
Am
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, she callin'
These niggas, they broke,
Dm
Am
walk in, they stallin'
I got the bag, I spend it, I ballin'
Yeah, niggas know that I'm all in
Walk in, I'm spendin' the bag
Lil' shawty, she know I'm glad
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Walk in, I'm makin' her mad
Am
I was makin' these broke niggas sad
G
Am
I ain't even wanna do nothing
And I'm really fuckin' on this ting
Dm
E
And she know I got big dreams
Am
Walk in and I'm sippin' on lean
Mix the ice with the cream
Yeah, we do not fuck with the opps
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We puttin' them niggas on Fox
Am
I put the boys in the box
I do not know who you are
I really rock out with guitars
Dm
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Am
I really do hang with the stars, yeah
Dm
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Okay, my car is fast
I see you, I'm swervin',
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I'm drivin', I crash
Am
Dm
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These niggas be hatin', I'm on my last
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Dm
I see you, I'm comin', I runnin', I blast
Am
So I don't got no keys,
I press the start and hit the gas and go
She just wanna fuck with me,
Dm
E
Am
I hit that ass, she drop it low
Dm
Drop a bag, I spin the feet, the opps,
they really wanna know
Am
Dm
Is he really cashin' out
E
Am
or is that young nigga broke?
Dm
Fuck with me, you can't get robbed,
Am
you can't get poked
I just walked inside the club
Dm
Am
and I was dancin' with my po
I don't really trust nobody,
Dm
Am
I can never trust a smoke
I walk in, I'm poppin' tags,
Dm
which one any money more?
me minute, I had to go get a minute
I had to take me a minute,
Am
I had to take me a pill
I'm high, she know what I do,
Dm
Am
I do any shit for the thrill
Dm
I really don't get no chills,
Am
Dm
I really got houses on hills
Am
I really be chillin' with Bill
Dm
Am
I had to go get it,
we sellin' whole midgets
Dm
F
Am
I tell him don't fidget,
I'm really trippin' in here
Dm
You cannot come in here,
Am
we shootin' like John Deere
Dm
We do not show no fear,
Am
Dm
we do not trust anybody
I'm feelin' like John Gotti,
Am
I had to get out of there
Dm
Cause I know these
n****s will stop me,
Am
I'm droppin' a holla wasabi
Dm
Flexed up, I stomp my posse,
Am
lil' shawty got lips on glossy
Dm
Am
And she sent me up in the lobby, yeah
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Am
Dm
It's a lot of weed to roll up
Am
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Why you askin' questions,
Dm
Am
shawty, I just wanna fuck
Dm
Got a lot of money, n***a,
Am
you can't add it up
F
What is trust?
Am
Give that little b***h some dust
Do what? Don't got no keys
I purse and store to hit the gas and go
She just wanna f*** with me
Dm
E
Am
I hit that ass, she drop it low
Drop a bag,
I spend to feed the opps
Dm
They really wanna know
Am
Is he really cashin' out
Dm
E
Am
Or is that young n***a broke?
F*** with me,
Dm
you can 't get robbed
You can't get poked
Am
I just walked inside the club
Dm
E
And I was dancin' with my pole
Am
I don't really trust nobody
Dm
Am
I can never trust a soul
I walk in, I'm poppin' tags,
Dm
Am
which one, any money,
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