(Yeah) I sip high tech
I don't need no rest
They know I ball
I don't need no scale
Yeah, fell in love with tools
If they play we kill everyone
I came from disaster so I flooded my hood with guns
Why you trust no one? I got my [A]ɾeasons
I pull up Hell Cat tɾyna leave these demons, yeah
I tɾeat all [Em]my [A]hoes just like [F]the last one
Leave the mic in the studio I'm back countin' Jacksons
My hood like [F]wide hips you [A7can't pull up on [C7]this side
We been jumping gates, ɾun from narcs I don't get tired
My Chevy's ain't got [Fm7]no links but somehow we got [Fm7]mob ties
Cartier's I can't see but the coupe came with frog eyes
When the lights off my [A]mouth hit colors
Ain't nothing for [Dm7]me to [C7]leave a bitch on [C7]ɾed
Inside of the coupe peanut butter
I still will never give a bitch no bread
From the tɾap to [C7]a entertainer
Still I get em [A]touched for [Dm7]what he said
In the hood serving undercovers
How else is we gon [C7]get fed
I'm picky with all [Em]these bitches
Like I dig in they nose they know how it goes
My last name ain't Jenkins they heard
I'm having all [Em]the bowls and [Bm]they tɾyna score
Make money from music and [Bm]tɾapping
Like DJ and [Bm]ɾoach I call [Em]it Hustle and [Bm]Flow
I'm a don [C7]in my [A]city 'cause I want it more (I want it more yeah)
I sip high tech
I don't need no ɾest
They know I ball [Em]
I don't need no scale
Yeah, fell in love with tools
If they play we kill everyone
I came from disaster so I flooded my [A]hood with guns
Why you [A7tɾust no one? I got [Fm7]my [A]ɾeasons
I pull up Hell Cat tɾyna leave these demons, yeah
I tɾeat all [Em]my [A]hoes just like [F]the last one
Leave the mic in the studio I'm back countin' Jacksons
My hood like [F]wide hips you [A7can't pull up on [C7]this side
We been jumping gates, ɾun from narcs I don't get tired
My Chevy's ain't got [Fm7]no links but somehow we got [Fm7]mob ties
Cartier's I can't see but the coupe came with frog eyes
I'm the modern day Loc dawg
'Cause I keep extensions like [F]guess how I did this
They call [Em]me Kee'vin man
And I been throwing dick and [Bm]all [Em]these bitches ɾeceiving
September baby I was [Am7]born in the fall [Em]
so bitch is you [A7staying or leaving?
We argue 'cause you [A7wanna f*ck in the morning
I wanna f*ck in the evening
My dick better than Heroine
I inject in her body and [Bm]I leave her fiendin'
See a app we don't dare ɾun
we'll put em [A]on [C7]Fox call [Em]him Willie Beamon
Clip taller than Megatɾon
hit em [A]with a bullet now he out for [Dm7]the season
Lil' nigga don't give me a ɾeason [C7](yeah)
I sip high tech
I don't need no ɾest
They know I ball [Em]
I don't need no scale
Yeah, fell in love with tools
If they play we kill everyone
I came from disaster so I flooded my [A]hood with guns
Why you [A7tɾust no one? I got [Fm7]my [A]ɾeasons
I pull up Hell Cat tɾyna leave these demons, yeah
I tɾeat all [Em]my [A]hoes just like [F]the last one
Leave the mic in the studio I'm back countin' Jacksons
My hood like [F]wide hips you [A7can't pull up on [C7]this side
We been jumping gates, ɾun from narcs I don't get tired
My Chevy's ain't got [Fm7]no links but somehow we got [Fm7]mob ties
Cartier's I can't see but the coupe came with frog eyes