Tom: Eb minor•
Intro 1
Ebm
Cb
Bb
Ebm
Cb
Bb
Verse 1
Ebm
Bend her over, then I murk her
Call Gunna if you want you a Birkin
Cb
"Oh, Baby, you be lyin' in your verses
Bb
I be hearin', say you buyin' 'em purses"
Ebm
I can't even lie, you ain't my type
You ain't even all that fine in person
Cb
I can guarantee you if you my kind
Bb
She got every bag you can imagine
Ebm
Big house, I can really be braggin'
Hundred thousand in my mouth like,
"What's happenin'?"
Cb
Not the big cheap teeth, that's embarrasin'
Bb
He ain't me, you can keep the comparisons
Ebm
My bitch probably one of the baddest
Good girl, turned her into a savage
Cb
Dispatch, got a problem in traffic
Bb
We came through in matchin' G-Wagons
Ebm
Lowkey, I've been keeping it classy
Could be really out here doin' 'em nasty
Cb
Niggas couldn't even see me in last year
Bb
Just started and them niggas in last gear
Ebm
I ain't even try to and I passed 'em
Givin' looks, I contribute to fashion
Cb
Drop a song, I be givin' them captions
Bb
Stand alone, not your regular rapper
Chorus 1
Ebm
Brand new car is noisy,
come through and it's roarin'
Cb
Bb
You ain't gotta worry,
don't care about your boyfriend
Ebm
See me and get nervous,
I damn near did it perfect
Cb
Bb
Work hard and determine,
it's safe to say I earned it,
Cb
None of you guys get fly as me, woah
Ebm
none of you guys get high as me, woah
Post my drip up daily just so they can see,
Cb
woah
Verse 2
so my haters can hear it,
Ebm
(woah)
I put the dope in the back of the car
Bb
She hit when she land,
Ebm
she bring me the bands, she back on the road
She know how I get
when I get in that mode
Ain't fuckin' with bitches,
Cb
ain't buyin' no clothes
Bb
Wanna do shows and make me some songs
Ebm
Make sure that other shit come in, get sold
We fuck with the strippers
'cause we play with poles
We play with our money
Bb
I used to go to the West to get
Ebm
I just came back from the West with a trophy
I'm on some more shit
She said she miss it and sendin' emojis
Cb
No time to kick it, I'm always in motion
Bb
Can't say I miss you, I don't got emotions
Ebm
I'm on that back-when-I-slept-
on-the-floor shit
I'm on that me-and-the-bro-kick-a-door shit
Cb
I'm on that back-when-I-stood-at-the-stove
Bb
Ain't goin' broke, I'm just back on my old shit
Ebm
I'm takin' drugs, I don't know how to cope
And I know one thing,
I'm never gon' be hopeless
Cb
'Cause if you tell 'em what was said,
you a rodent
Bb
Drive the new Corvette like it's stolen, yeah
Chorus 2
Ebm
Brand new car is noisy,
come through and it's roarin'
Cb
Bb
You ain't gotta worry,
don't care about your boyfriend
Ebm
See me and get nervous,
I damn near did it perfect
Cb
Bb
Work hard and determine,
it's safe to say I earned it,
Cb
None of you guys get fly as me, woah
Ebm
none of you guys get high as me, woah
Post my drip up daily just so they can see,
Cb
woah
Chorus 3
so my haters can hear it
Ebm
Brand new car is noisy,
come through and it's roarin'
Cb
Bb
You ain't gotta worry,
don't care about your boyfriend
Ebm
See me and get nervous,
I damn near did it perfect
Cb
Bb
Work hard and determine,
it's safe to say I earned it,
Cb
None of you guys get fly as me, woah
Ebm
none of you guys get high as me, woah
Post my drip up daily just so they can see,
Cb
woah
Outro 1
so my haters can hear it
Ebm
Cb
Bb
Woah..
[Fade out]
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