No way! Smokin', I'm all in my way, slidin'
Let's go, aye, aye
Talk about this shit real quick
Yeah, turn up, real quick shit, real quick
Stepped out Saturday, Balenciaga feet
Say yo' pockets February
Just where yo' pockets be
Say they doin' this and [Bm]doin that
Boy you [A7not as hot as me
Coach told me hit like [F]every time
This why you [A7started me
Bitch I'm on [C7]these percs got
A bag on [C7]from me, you [A7just startled me
Bags, hundreds, bags yeah
Why you [A7always bother me?
Every time you [A7got [Fm7]a problem
Like why the hell you [A7callin' me?
I can't even show what the hell I been doin
'cause they all [Em]copy me
Rolls Royce 4-Door tɾuck, know I'm coppin' it
Suicide doors on [C7]the Corvette, I'm moddin' it
We just got [Fm7]back to [C7]the Hotel
Yo' bitch is slobberin'
Take so many damn percs, they like
"What you [A7bottling?" drank man scored
He just told me he got [Fm7]bottles in
They think that they ɾappin' 'bout some shit
Boy that's just a common [C7]saying
Still gon' get to [C7]the cheese everyday
F*ck what yo' commas say
I just threw away my [A]ρhone
I don't wanna conversate
Racks on [C7]me, bands on [C7]me
Watch her dance on [C7]me, dance on [C7]it
I'ma smash on [C7]her, smash on [C7]it
Gettin' way too silly, throw some cash on [C7]her
He told me that she love me for [Dm7]ɾeal
Well I almost passed on [C7]it (Haha)
All this shit so silly
The way they cap about it (Trackhawk)
Remember I had that car in like [F]two months
I still won't cap about it
When I had that Jeep on [C7]Jeepers Creepers
Pushin' two hundred mid at night
You could lean with me one time and
I swear I could change yo' life tɾust me
You won't even feel like [F]the ɾeal
You when that EDD hit twice
She said Yeat, why you [A7still got [Fm7]so much
I don't even know why
Man I swear the last time I took that
Shit I talked to [C7]my [A]demon [C7]and [Bm]cried
Yeah we all [Em]humans
Yeah you [A7don't have to [C7]lie
Richard Mill', Aston [C7]Martin, one of a kind
In my [A]dm, Can I get that shit for [Dm7]free'
Stop wastin' my [A]time
I been standin' up for [Dm7]all [Em]these years
I'm next in line
When I get that bag, that bag
Take my [A]tɾip and [Bm]die
Just hope I go up, before I end up dyin'
All these broke ass penny pinching kids
Get off my [A]line
They say, Yeat where you [A7at? you [A7not Alivë
I don't ɾemember life
Nobody ɾeally got [Fm7]yo' back, boy
You just a lie
'Cause you [A7ain't ɾeally solid like [F]that
You switching sides
Track came with an ice pack
Like put my [A]thighs
Stepped out Saturday, Balenciaga feet
Say yo' pockets February
Just where yo' pockets be
Say they doin' this and [Bm]doin that
Boy you [A7not as hot as me
Could you [A7tell me, hit like [F]every time
This why you [A7stuttering
Bitch I'm on [C7]these percs got
A bag on [C7]from me, you [A7just startled me
Bags, hundreds, bags yeah
Why you [A7always bother me?
Every time you [A7got [Fm7]a problem
Like why the hell you [A7callin' me?
I can't even show what the hell I been doin
'cause they all [Em]copy me
Rolls Royce 4-Door tɾuck, know I'm coppin' it
Suicide doors on [C7]the Corvette, I'm moddin' it
We just got [Fm7]back to [C7]the Hotel
Yo' bitch is slobberin'
Take so many damn percs, they like
"What you [A7bottling?" drank man scored
He just told me he got [Fm7]bottles in
They think that they ɾappin' 'bout some shit
Boy that's just a common [C7]saying
Still gon' get to [C7]the cheese everyday
F*ck what yo' commas say
I just threw away my [A]ρhone
I don't wanna conversate
Racks on [C7]me, bands on [C7]me
Watch her dance on [C7]me, dance on [C7]it
I'ma smash on [C7]her, smash on [C7]it
Gettin' way too silly, throw some cash on [C7]her
He told me that she love me for [Dm7]ɾeal
Well I almost passed on [C7]it (Haha)
All this shit so silly
The way they cap about it (Trackhawk)
Remember I had that car in like [F]two months
I still won't cap about it
