Tom: Gb major•
Verse 1
Bm
F#
Bm
Verse 2
street, they got
a lil' bitty hit out
B
F#
Really run Atlanta,
I can make a nigga get out
I have more respect for you bitches
F#
Bm
we don't shoot and miss (Nah)
Glock- 19 unfold and it spit out
B
F#
Double R underneath the door
when I get out
had to tell lil' bro to chill out
B
How the fuck your whole gang down the
F#
road and you still out?
Bm
B
Undercover rat, pussy nigga, you a sellout
F#
Every show I get either
packed or it sell out
Bm
I been ballin' hard, you on the bench,
Know a nigga mad,
F#
he can't even put a hit out
she say that's her theme song
Bm
I done made a whole million
dollars off a flip phone
B
F#
No Soulja Boy, that bitch ain't
even have a ringtone
Verse 3
Amiris like I skate
B
F#
We just fuck around, we don't date
Bm
I went straight up there to Mars,
so they hate
B
F#
And I got a lot of cars, they all up to date
literally I was boxed in
F#
I ain't have no other option
Bm
B
I was too calm, now a nigga just pop shit
I was in Japan,
F#
buyin' drip and blowin' Yen
Verse 4
tell them youngins to spin again
B
F#
I don't throw rocks and hide
my hand 'cause I'm a man
Bm
Mil lion cash in the book bag,
I'm a big dog
B
F#
Threw my shot at any nigga, bitch,
I think I'm Chris Paul
Bm
Sip pin' all these meds, nigga
fucked around and I dozed off
crank it and let the nose out
B
F#
Everything I said, I went did it, boy,
I'm the chosen child
Verse 5
Amiris like I skate
B
F#
We just fuck around, we don't date
B
Bm
I went straight up there to Mars,
so they hate
B
F#
And I got a lot of cars, they all up to date
literally I was boxed in
F#
I ain't have no other option
Bm
I was too calm, now a nigga just pop shit
F#
buyin' drip and blowin' Yen
Bm
Safe deposit
Verse 6
boxes on fleek
B
F#
And my bank account, I don't touch
it, I'ma get it out the street
Bm
Got your vibe all on my drip, she
say you cheap
B
F#
And she know I'm havin' money,
buy her titties, ass, and teeth
Bm
Catchin' three flights every day, the
B
only time I get some sleep
F#
Kept it real and they be cappin',
really you can't compete
Bm
I spend it all on bullets,
niggas don't wanna beef
B
F#
Got a D- boy swag, pull up SRT
Bm
I ain't playin' with nobody,
nobody gon' play with me
B
F#
Got a driver for my car,
he take me from A to Z
Bm
Got some homies on the yard
I probably'll never see
B
F#
If the money was the issue I promise
they'd be free
Bm
They was sleepin' on me bad, they fucked around,
F#
Switch it up, I went romantic,
took my shawty out to Greece
Bm
Every city that I go to,
B
gotta link up with the street
I'm too humble for 'em,
F#
guess that's why they thinkin' I was sweet
Verse 7
Amiris like I skate
B
F#
We just fuck around, we don't date
Bm
I went straight up there to Mars,
so they hate
F#
And I got a lot of cars, they all up to date
literally I was boxed in
B
F#
Then I took off,
I ain't have no other option
Bm
I was too calm, now a nigga just pop shit
B
F#
I was in Japan,
Bm
buyin' drip and blowin' Yen
Outro 1
B
F#
Bm
F#
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