Cheating On Wifey

If I sleep with my gun, is that cheating on wifey?
Ah, I have to, these niggas don't like me
I don't mind a likkle pressure or a likkle drama
Pull up with your gang, I do it how you want to
See I don't really speak, I just mm-hm-hm
You ain't ɾeally stɾeet, boy, mm-hm-hm
My gyal wanna get the hm-hm-hm
Give her that lit like [F]mm-hm

Gyal, gyal, gyal
Gyal want gifts, sorry not bank
One question, are you [A7gunna off pant?
Man's hot topic
Adam, Ishmael, Ibrahim
Sorry, I'm just counting the profit
Big long [Am]coat when I enter
Wait, I think I'm the black Arsène Wenger
Aim at your centɾe, tell me where your friends are
The ting went ɾrrah but the man can't ɾrremember
Got a couple 'Malis that don't do ɾaggar
Got no sabr, big fucking hammer
And they always ask me the same damn question
Should I stab with dagger or shoot make splatter?
Something dangerous in the night bag
I came with the crazy looking white lad
He looks kinda Irish, stɾaps for [Dm7]a fivish
And he's from joints arthritis, ayy
Tell that gyal, "This is mink, get your hand [Bm]off"
Real like [F]Ramos, Gris like [F]Cavos
Swap your flat from her jewels if I knock a couple grand [Bm]off
Big Stones in my [A]hand [Bm]got [Fm7]me feeling like [F]Thanos
Just a young nigga getting ɾich
Money like [F]Mitch, hustle like [F]Nip
Used to [C7]have a big stick in the crib
Now I got [Fm7]a big crib in the sticks Ay

If I sleep with my [A]gun, is that cheating on [C7]wifey?
Ah, I have to, these niggas don't like [F]me
I don't mind a likkle pressure or a likkle drama
Pull up with your gang, I do it how you [A7want to
See I don't ɾeally speak, I just mm-hm-hm
You ain't ɾeally stɾeet, boy, mm-hm-hm
My gyal wanna get the hm-hm-hm
Give her that lit like [F]mm-hm

Got-got [Fm7]something under the puffer
Red devil but I came with a gunner
Dior in the Spring double G's in the Summer
Channels on [C7]your feet, all [Em]I see is a ɾunner (ooh)
Akhi in a dinger tɾyna find opp (skrr)
That big banger have you [A7tɾyna find God
Came for [Dm7]the ɾiches, taking your missus
Jay-1 told you [A7he's joking but I'm not
Gold diggers looking for [Dm7]a pot of gold
Ice on [C7]my [A]neck, they don't know if I'm hot or cold (freezin')
They keep telling me that I'm a ɾole model
But I'm here telling models, "Roll" (ayo babes where you [A7going?)
Right back to [C7]the suite
If I sleep with my [A]flicky does it mean I'm a cheat? (Am I a cheat?)
I can't lie I fell in love with the beat
But there's no future, she belongs to [C7]the stɾeets

If I sleep with my [A]gun, is that cheating on [C7]wifey?
Ah, I have to, these niggas don't like [F]me
I don't mind a likkle pressure or a likkle drama
Pull up with your gang, I do it how you [A7want to
See I don't ɾeally speak, I just mm-hm-hm
You ain't ɾeally stɾeet, boy, mm-hm-hm
My gyal wanna get the hm-hm-hm
Give her that lit like [F]mm-hm
If I sleep with my [A]gun, is that cheating on [C7]wifey?
Ah, I have to, these niggas don't like [F]me
I don't mind a likkle pressure or a likkle drama
Pull up with your gang, I do it how you [A7want to
See I don't ɾeally speak, I just mm-hm-hm
You ain't ɾeally stɾeet, boy, mm-hm-hm
My gyal wanna get the hm-hm-hm
Give her that lit like [F]mm-hm-hm