Tom: G major
Verse 1
C
G
Am
Lil' nigga wanna act so tough
He get shot down
(He get shot down)
Got the money doin' these backflips,
C
(D- Dino) he just a actress (Woah)
G
Am
And I love the way she talk her shit
I was in them streets
Now I got bands, I don't gotta take
Em
Now I switch car, I'ma drive today
I swerve the Camaro
the bottom of the
Bm
Barrel, they wastin' my time
Bm
G
Look at my walk,
(Woah) , I can't be helped,
Verse 2
I can't be safe
Am
C
I need somebody to hold,
Em
We rock designer clothes, all these hoes
Am
They be tryin' to hop inside the ghost
C
But we got them guns in it
Bm
'cause we got the gang it
Diamonds in every pendent
Em
I can't be hangin' with niggas
Am
Ain't signin' with niggas
C
The label still independent (Oh no)
Bm
I was robbin' shit all my life
We got racks now
Em
Am
I don't think twice when I see blue lights
I'm 'bout to crash now
C
I ain't goin' back and forth
Bm
For none of you niggas
G
(Nah) , we get 'em shot down
Bm
G
But we probably stick 'em up,
(Grrtt) ain't big enough
G
C
If he got a problem, we hit him up
Bm
G
Big gun, make him give it up (Baow)
Em
Had to juug, we had plenty bucks
Am
Can't forget about the times
I had nothin'
Bm
(Damn)
was gettin' locked up
Niggas wanna fight, we ain't
Even tryna fight
C
We probably spray somethin'
Bm
G
Niggas hatin' on the kid
'cause he gettin' big
Em
They don't even know nothin'
Am
I be still countin' old money
(yeah)
C
I ain't hangin' with no new friends
Bm
G
Put black wheels on a white Benz with
Bm
Em
A foreign girl and her white friend
Am
We be turnt up til' the
(And we gone)
Verse 3
Bm
Hold up, pour a four in a
Got a white bitch in Atlanta,
G
We not beefin' with his bro
Am
We wipe his nose (Wipe his nose)
He do the most,
C
we got guns inside the ghost
G
We don't beef on Instagram, he
Em
get smoked
(He get smoked)
Am
And we don't hang around with
Bm
Got a 100 round chopper,
Em
Am
we gon' blow- ow
Verse 4
G
Lil' nigga wanna act so tough
Bm
Em
He get shot down
(He get shot down)
Am
Got the money doin' these backflips
Bm
And I love the way she talk her shit
C
(yeah)
Verse 5
Bm
I can't even feel my face, I get the top
Em
She get on top, speed up the pace
Am
We shoot guns all up at a waste
C
Kick the bitch out, the money I chase
Bm
G
We smoke gas a tropical taste
Am
Em
I'm out the country a
tropical place
Am
We gettin' paid and they gotta hate
G
C
She goin' 'round and 'round, all
Bm
G
These niggas goin' down,
they clowns
Am
G
Em
People tellin' me they proud of me now
Am
Jet lag, just to run though the town
C
All these racks hold my pants down
Bm
Shorty let me in her pants now
Em
they just stand 'round
Am
If he act tough, than his mans down
C
We gon' turn it up til' the sun down
Verse 6
G
Bm
Hold up, pour a four in a
Got a white bitch in Atlanta,
G
We not beefin' with his bro
Am
We wipe his nose (Wipe his nose)
He do the most,
C
we got guns inside the ghost
Bm
(Grrtt, grrtt, grrtt)
G
Bm
We don't beef on In
Em
stagram, he get smoked
(He get smoked)
Am
And we don't hang around with
C
Bm
Niggas we don't know- ow
Got a 100 round chopper,
Em
Am
we gon' blow- ow
Verse 7
G
Lil' nigga wanna act so tough
Bm
Em
He get shot down
(He get shot down)
Am
Got the money doin' these backflips
Bm
And I love the way she talk her shit
I was in them streets
G
C
(yeah, streets, yeah)
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