Tom: G minor•
Intro 1
Gm
Ab
Gm
Ab
Gm
Ab
Bbm
F#
Ebm
F#
Gm
F#
Verse 1
yeah, okay
F#
I'm leaning to the left,
flag in my right pocket
Star track fly,
unidentified flying object
Eb
Ab
I'm all about my decimals
F#
Retarded in the booth they say
I got a special flow
Sicker than your average,
you rappers is ass backwards
Gudda spit crack and you niggas
is crack addicts
The simple mathematics,
you cut the check
Gm
And I rake in the green like I'm rakin'
Ab
Pretty bitches damn near faint
Ab
Call my whip Martin but the
Gm
Potato head niggas get mashed
F#
Ab
Think you fucking with me put your cash in,
nah I doubt it
I was young and reckless when
F#
Pete say he was about it
Ab
You niggas is Ducks, Howard's, cowards
F#
Kill the competition and shower
Gm
This rap shit is ours, Gudda bitch
Verse 2
Hollygrove black menace
Black clothes, black tennis
Gm
F#
Black semi, I've never sat in a Hemi
F#
Try Maybach on Maybach
Bitch I got stacks
Yeah, paychecks on paychecks
Ab
And I still want payback
F#
And I still don't play that
I kill on asap
And we don't do shit but get
money all day
Ab
Eb
Put some shoes on my bullets
now they running your way
Gm
F#
YM, Young Mula, Young Money all day
Gm
F#
Where the drugs so sweet
Ab
Which one of y'all say you want
a motherfuckin' lineman
F#
Stack of paychecks with a whole
bunch of comma's
Gm
Ab
Gm
Still wear red like an old 49ner
Fuck shittin' on ya, dump
the whole toilet on ya
Weezy F Baby bitch,
I'm hotter than Uganda
F#
Ughh
Verse 3
Ab
make me to make homies
She made me to make history
F#
So doing that's my extra-
curricular activity
Gm
Bulldozer boy and my target
Two things in the world I love,
Ab
Gm
good head and victory
Ab
You ain't doing it big,
F#
I'm grown stop kidding me
Your whip ain't up to date and
your hoes look like Mr. T
Gm
This is misery, no Cathy Bates
Ab
Gm
my money will slap ya straight
Ab
Yeah, I'm a big joker so
you know I smash your ace
F#
Leave the club with ya girl,
send her home with an ashy face
Ab
Gm
Love is a gamble but
it's my casino
F#
And tonight your the loser,
I hope she got Aveeno
Gm
F#
I hope the game got life insurance
cause I'mma kill it
And all you wack ass rap
Ab
F#
eating but still starving
Gm
Pockets fat as fuck like all they do is
Ab
F#
eat margarine
Bbm
Millzy, lego
Verse 4
Bbm
Gm
Say, put the flow in the pot
Burn the song from a stove top
It's finger licking hot
His pitch flip cause the nigga flop
My shit hit like the pitch was soft
Niggas cotton balled
F#
She dropped drawers cause
she pop it off
Her pussy cross guard but I
don't stop at all
I smash in the car,
like fuck the fucking law
Ab
F#
I made daddy gone,
who wanna make it done
That rocky shit that we up
on
Shttin' on 'em like hate in the barn
Hey wait, they say money talks
Gm
And man you don't speak at all
F#
You shop at mini malls
My style two thumbs up
like using analogues haha
I wreck shit for the recognition bitch
Jesus as my witness, Satan vision
I bore you niggas, flame flicker
I melt pictures, Tyga skin ain't
drippin'
F#
Man you don't speak at all
You shop at mini malls
My style two thumbs up like
using analogues
I wreck shit for the recognition bitch
Jesus as my witness, say evision
I bore you niggas flame flicker
I melt pictures
Tyga skin ain't drippin'
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