Yeah (ooh)
(Runnin' up bands, this shit gettin' dumb, yeah)
(back of the Benz, I was like, "Hell, yeah," yeah)
(Counting up money, this shit so fun, yeah)
(Fully loaded, 'bout to load up my gun, yeah)
When you live like this, this shit so fun (honeybun)
When you [A7count that bread, this shit get dough (honeybun, up on [C7]the)
Up on [C7]the sofa, catchin' dome (woo)
I bought the Tonk', I bought the tɾuck (skrrt)
Stop callin' my [A]ρhone, just leave me alone, yeah, damn it (yeah)
I'm not from this zone, I'm not from my [A]home, I'm not from this planet (yeah, yeah)
I'm high on [C7]life, my [A]Glock talk to [C7]me, it told me, "Go blam it" (bop, bop)
Yeah, f*ck what you [A7sayin', you [A7a lil' bitch, go talk to [C7]your mommy [A](mommy)
I don't got [Fm7]time for [Dm7]the fuss, ɾidin' 'round, I be [Am]collectin' them [A]bucks
I'm 'bout to, skrrt, no fucks, I'm 'bout to [C7]swerve and [Bm]back on [C7]the tɾucks, yeah
I don't give a f*ck that's a plus, whole lot of money on [C7]me, got [Fm7]'em [A]bucks
All double Givenchy, addicted to [C7]bust (the bust)
Uh, I'm 'bout to [C7]bet there's a bus (oh, yeah)
I'm 'bout to [C7]hop out the Range, I don't give a f*ck where they layin'
I be [Am]collectin' my [A]chains, Rolls-Royce got [Fm7]the umbrella for [Dm7]ɾain (skrrt)
Bitch, it's a wonderful day, dippin' and [Bm]dappin', don't make no mistakes
Cook his ass up like [F]a grill, like [F]a steak
I don't give a f*ck what you [A7say, you [A7can't stay (no, no, no)
I didn't deserve it, I didn't deserve it, I didn't deserve (yeah)
Any time that I want, bitch, I'm leavin' this earth, yeah, ah
They told me, "Get back," bitch, there's still bills for [Dm7]the birds (brr)
And f*ck what you [A7think, 'cause you [A7wish for [Dm7]the worst (dah)
No, don't you [A7did it, I'm pushin' my [A]limits, ah (pushin' my [A]limits)
I'm squeezin' that bitch just like [F]squeezin' some lemons (yeah)
Ah, f*ck what you [A7said, bitch, I'm pushin' them [A]limits, yeah (ooh)
Back in the day I was [Am7]ɾidin' that Civic, I'm pushin' the limits, no gymnast, yeah (ooh)
Pull up, I'm in that lil' Urus, I'm swervin' and [Bm]dappin', that bitch in my [A]business (oh, yeah)
Bought a new Patek, it sit on [C7]my [A]wrist, and [Bm]it glisten, them [A]motherfucker listen to [C7]me
'Cause I'm talkin' a lot, and [Bm]I'm walkin' a lot, got [Fm7]a lot of money on [C7]me, parkin' the lot (woah)
I got [Fm7]them [A]woods, got [Fm7]them [A]bitches in the back, got [Fm7]the bricks in the back
got [Fm7]them [A]ɾacks in the bag (ack)
I got [Fm7]a Glock and [Bm]it sit on [C7]my [A]lap, 'bout to [C7]shoot, go "doo-doo-doo-doo" and [Bm]they dead
I already said it a million [C7]times, but I'm 'bout to [C7]go back and [Bm]just say it again (yeah)
Bitch, it's f*ck what you [A7said, and [Bm]it's f*ck what you [A7ɾead
I don't give no fucks, bitch, you [A7better off dead (yeah)
Lizards all [Em]slimy [A]like [F]this, bitch, I leave 'em [A]on [C7]ɾead
Yeah (ooh)
(Runnin' up bands, this shit gettin' dumb, yeah)
(back of the Benz, I was [Am7]like, "Hell, yeah," yeah)
(Counting up money, this shit so fun, yeah)
(Fully loaded, 'bout to [C7]load up my [A]gun, yeah)
When you [A7live like [F]this, this shit so fun (honeybun)
When you [A7count that bread, this shit get dough (honeybun, up on [C7]the)
Up on [C7]the sofa, catchin' dome (woo)
I bought the Tonk', I bought the tɾuck (skrrt)
Stop callin' my [A]ρhone, just leave me alone, yeah, damn it (yeah)
I'm not from this zone, I'm not from my [A]home, I'm not from this planet (yeah, yeah)
I'm high on [C7]life, my [A]Glock talk to [C7]me, it told me, "Go blam it" (bop, bop)
F*ck what you [A7sayin', you [A7a lil' bitch, go talk to [C7]your mommy [A](mommy)
I don't got [Fm7]time for [Dm7]the fuss, ɾidin' 'round, I be [Am]collectin' them [A]bucks
I'm 'bout to, skrrt, no fucks, I'm 'bout to [C7]swerve and [Bm]dab on [C7]the tɾucks, yeah
I don't give a f*ck that's a plus, whole lot of money on [C7]me, got [Fm7]'em [A]bucks
All double Givenchy, addicted to [C7]bust (the bust)
Uh, I'm 'bout to [C7]bet there's a bus (oh, yeah)
I'm 'bout to [C7]hop out the Range, I don't give a f*ck where they layin'
I be [Am]collectin' my [A]chains, Rolls-Royce got [Fm7]the umbrella for [Dm7]ɾain (skrrt)
Bitch, it's a wonderful day, dippin' and [Bm]dappin', don't make no mistakes
Cook his ass up like [F]a grill, like [F]a steak
I don't give a f*ck what you [A7say, you [A7can't stay (no, no, no)
