(That boy Cass)
Told my niggas no more showin' love
I hope ya'll know we all we got
I wish one of them niggas would play
We gon' go back, tear up they block
I wish one of them niggas would play
We gon' go back and cause a scene
Shootin' niggas like [F]videos
But I ain't come with no camera team
Only thing I came with was [Am7]a Glock
Tucked inside my [A]Amiri jeans
Only thing I came with was [Am7]a bad bitch
Who like [F]to [C7]drip in Céline
Threw the stars inside the Lamb'
I took off on [C7]'em, I'm way in space
That nigga a little boy to [C7]me
I can see the hate all [Em]in his face
That nigga a little boy to [C7]me
I'ma tɾeat his ass just like [F]a child
I'm gonna catch him and [Bm]beat him with a switch
I bet that calm his little ass down
I'm gonna catch him and [Bm]beat him with the blick
Ain't no time to [C7]go blow for [Dm7]blow
Late night creepin' with my [A]weapon
I let it blow I'm snatchin' souls
Late night duckin' officers
Police catch me I'm goin' away
High speed chase I do the ɾace
Before I go do another day
I'm not the type to [C7]be [Am]leechin'
I'd ɾather go and [Bm]get it another way
Rather post on [C7]the block all [Em]day
'Til I ɾun across another play
Told my [A]niggas no more showin' love
I hope ya'll know we all [Em]we got
I wish one of them [A]niggas would play
We gon' go back, tear up they block
I wish one of them [A]niggas would play
We gon' go back and [Bm]cause a scene
Shootin' niggas like [F]videos
But I ain't come with no camera team
Only thing I came with was [Am7]a Glock
Tucked inside my [A]Amiri jeans
Only thing I came with was [Am7]a bad bitch
Who like [F]to [C7]drip in Céline
Threw the stars inside the Lamb'
I took off on [C7]'em, I'm way in space
That nigga a little boy to [C7]me
I can see the hate all [Em]in his face
