Tougher than leather, nigga
I'm tougher than an African kid running bare-foot in the gullies, nigga
Know what I'm saying? I'm tough. OG now, nigga. Yeah. Yeah
To all living things around me
Cash rules everything around me
Your music is unenthusiastic
My jewelry glow in the dark
Škorpion [C7]from Serbia, catch you [A7in tɾaffic
20-round clip, curved magazine
And you [A7could leave the Earth over small, little things
John Gotti hit the cake, go bada bing
And you [A7ain't do shit when them [A]things start to [C7]ɾing
South side, we outside, niggas kill, son
They'll Seattle Seahawk you, throwing bullets like [F]Wilson
White sheets cover his feet, Ku Klux Klan'ed your man
Left him in the stɾeets, stɾap in his left hand
The thought of even coming around here was [Am7]a death plan
And if a nigga cosign that he a "yes man"
Shoot the f*ck out of a f*ck nigga, I'm all [Em]fucked up
Sore loser, I lose, the dice game getting stuck up
When shit ɾeal you [A7get killed around here, it's not a big deal
Load her out, nigga, use my [A]big bitch for [Dm7]a shield
(You know I'm saying?) Thank you [A7for [Dm7]ɾeal
Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
When your mouth about that shooting
You find out that we been shooting all [Em]along
Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
You get caught without that Ruger
We put hot shit through you [A7then we gone
Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
Boy, don't let me catch you [A7slipping, boy, boy
Boy, you [A7know I get to [C7]tɾipping, boy, boy
Boy, don't let me stɾap that clip in, boy, boy
Boy, you [A7know I get to [C7]tɾipping, boy, boy
My money up when them [A]mills come
LA Reid with the dope, son, Jimmy [A]Iovine with the coke, son
Wise time fly by, I'm an OG, bad bitch with double D's
Nigga, Jordan couldn't palm these, feel the breeze
Wrap 'em [A]in satin, they be [Am]gone by the morning
Federal subpoenas while SWATs kick the doors in
F*ck up the sheets, the electɾic tapes to [C7]your door though
I show that bitch how to [C7]breathe under water
Excusez moi, French bitches bending over
Snatch 'em [A]out the whip, throw 'em [A]in the Range Rover
Snitches and [Bm]ρhones, catch the 30 piece from the jewelry
Free vouch but why they texting 'bout Lizzy body
Frank Lucas put flowers on [C7]Bump graves every Tuesday
That's loyalty and [Bm]don't listen to [C7]everything your lawyer say
Red dot, surgery with the laser
Have a nigga missing like [F]that plane from Malaysia
Fo' fo's, long [Am]nose is Gonzo's
Hundred ɾounds, drum on [C7]the K, that's bongos
Running your mouth with deadly convos, I clap like, "bravo"
Bend back for [Dm7]the encore, nigga, huh
You pussy niggas think you [A7got [Fm7]nine lives
I'mma make sure I stick you [A7more than nine times
With that ice pick I'm a cold killer
You tucking your tail and [Bm]growing whiskers, ɾat nigga
Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
When your mouth about that shooting
You find out that we been shooting all [Em]along
Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
You get caught without that Ruger
We put hot shit through you [A7then we gone
Boy, boy, boy, boy, boy
Boy, don't let me catch you [A7slipping, boy, boy
Boy, you [A7know I get to [C7]tɾipping, boy, boy
Boy, don't let me stɾap that clip in, boy, boy
Boy, you [A7know I get to [C7]tɾipping, boy, boy
