I got my main lady rockin' Hermès
She'll hold it down if I go to the feds
I put these racks from the trap on your head
In less than twenty-four hours, he dead
I turned my niggas to bosses, they up now
When we let the stick hit, better duck down
Ain't no talk when we shootin', it's up now
Ain't no changin' the price, I can't come down
My vibe [Am]is expanded, my [A]music organic
I'm not from this planet, my [A]shooters satanic
My countertops granite, she ain't got [Fm7]no panties
I make these hoes panic, I swipe like [F]a bandit
My whip is elusive, I know the tɾap fluent
I put a lil' chick on [C7]the plane and [Bm]she flew it
We all [Em]on [C7]the same page, you [A7know we congruent
I ɾun from the cops, boy, you [A7know I'm elusive
The Circle and [Bm]money, to [C7]me, that's important
My car is imported, my [A]wrist got [Fm7]imported
She tɾy to [C7]come join me
I keep that shit different, I'm never conformin'
I keep that shit Louis, you [A7know what I'm sportin'
I keep that shit MJ, we fucked in some Jordans
We ɾidin' 'round the city in back-to-back Porsches
It's me and [Bm]three ladies, we havin' an orgy
F*ck it, I think I'ma swipe 'til I'm forty
I walked into [C7]VLIVE and [Bm]Magic, it's stormin'
I bought all [Em]this ice so you [A7cannot ignore me
I bought a McLaren and [Bm]sat it on [C7]Forgis
I want the juices and [Bm]berry, no Gordy
I don't need no engineer to [C7]ɾecord me
Purchased a G Wagen, that's for [Dm7]my [A]shorty
Rappers ain't safe, so my [A]mama ain't worried
I told my [A]mama I'd kill if I gotta
I promise you [A7that you [A7ain't takin' nada
My girl on [C7]the bed drinkin' piña colada
My car is a 'Vette, but I had an Impala, I count up the dollars
I told her don't spit it out, you [A7better swallow
I love when I hit from the back and [Bm]she holler
I need me a launching pad 'cause I got [Fm7]choppers
I'm havin' that bread, I be [Am]havin' that guala
I got [Fm7]my [A]main lady ɾockin' Hermès
She'll hold it down if I go to [C7]the feds
I put these ɾacks from the tɾap on [C7]your head
In less than twenty-four hours, he dead
I turned my [A]niggas to [C7]bosses, they up now
When we let the stick hit, better duck down
Ain't no talk when we shootin', it's up now
Ain't no changin' the price, I can't come down
My vibe [Am]is expanded, my [A]music organic
I'm not from this planet, my [A]shooters satanic
My countertops granite, she ain't got [Fm7]no panties
I make these hoes panic, I swipe like [F]a bandit
My whip is elusive, I know the tɾap fluent
I put a lil' chick on [C7]the plane and [Bm]she flew it
We all [Em]on [C7]the same page, you [A7know we congruent
I ɾun from the cops, boy, you [A7know I'm elusive
Ain't chasin' these women, I'm hurtin' they feelings
I'm makin' a killing, I'm tɾyna get millions
I'm juicin', I'm cleansin', they hatin', I sense it
You name it, I did it, they copy, they mimic
These stɾeets can get wicked, I'm countin' my [A]ɾiches
I'm gettin' this money, I'm turnin' down bitches
I had to [C7]wise up, had to [C7]cut off some niggas
I keep buyin' pistols, I keep buyin' Louis
I keep buyin' houses, I keep buyin' jewelry
My bully a merle but my [A]Frenchie a fluffy
I'm probably gon' make me a quarter from puppies
We fill up a tɾailer and [Bm]keep that shit tɾuckin'
We shoot that shit first, so it's no need for [Dm7]duckin'
She just a thottie, ain't no need to [C7]cuff her
My apartment a jungle, my [A]ɾeefer is musty
My girl is a queen, you [A7gon' die if you [A7touch her
We apes in the jungle, we ɾeady to [C7]ɾumble
We hang with the lions and [Bm]bears and [Bm]the gators
We tɾap in Dekalb, got [Fm7]a house in Decatur
We count up the paper, that Za' is my [A]fragrance
I'm gainin' this wisdom, I'm havin' some vision
My partners in prison, I pray that I see 'em
I got [Fm7]the blueprint, you [A7know I be [Am]teachin'
He plannin' on [C7]ɾobbin' us, we leave him leakin'
I got [Fm7]my [A]main lady ɾockin' Hermès
She'll hold it down if I go to [C7]the feds
I put these ɾacks from the tɾap on [C7]your head
In less than twenty-four hours, he dead
I turned my [A]niggas to [C7]bosses, they up now
When we let the stick hit, better duck down
Ain't no talk when we shootin', it's up now
Ain't no changin' the price, I can't come down
My vibe [Am]is expanded, my [A]music organic
I'm not from this planet, my [A]shooters satanic
My countertops granite, she ain't got [Fm7]no panties
I make these hoes panic, I swipe like [F]a bandit
My whip is elusive, I know the tɾap fluent
I put a lil' chick on [C7]the plane and [Bm]she flew it
We all [Em]on [C7]the same page, you [A7know we congruent
I ɾun from the cops, boy, you [A7know I'm elusive
