(Dulio, 力を貸して)
Whoa
You might be a free body
All of my niggas behind me, yeah
Police right behind me
My bitch got a nice body
I'm armed in this bitch, don't try me, yeah
I'm armed in this bitch, don't try me, my nigga
I'm poppin' them [A]motherfuckin' ɾoxies
Show you [A7how to [C7]get up out your body, yeah
Got some niggas bangin' chrome, swervin', still up in them [A]hidings
Niggas talkin' 'bout they wanna pop me, niggas all [Em]up in they wanna pop me
They just mad 'cause they bitch wan' top me
Rich as f*ck, I could buy her a body
I ain't gonna be [Am]the one sliding, motherfuckin' money gon' buy me a body
Comme des Garçons jeans, I'm on [C7]top of the mountains
That's why you [A7can't see me, you [A7can't fucking talk to [C7]me
If you [A7ain't never seen a hundred dollar million [C7]piece
Goin' 150 in the Redeye, tɾyna ɾun from the police (ooh)
I'm back in this bitch, let me get back on [C7]tɾack with this bitch
Yeah, yeah
She ain't fuckin' with you, you [A7ain't spendin' the bag on [C7]the bitch, ha, yeah
I got [Fm7]the Chrome on, Chrome on, I'm hittin' a chromosome
Baby got [Fm7]the super dome, super dome, that's why I can't leave her 'lone
And I don't need no stylist like [F]Lone, but I'm Lil Rino
I can see through the people, bro, codes? Nah, I don't need those
This shit like [F]a free throw, a hunnid thou stuffed up in my [A]peacoat (Dulio, 力を貸して)
I ain't goin' back to [C7]the shit I used to [C7]have
I'm in a Hellcat, put my [A]feet all [Em]on [C7]the gas
My nigga picked up on [C7]a hat and [Bm]they found DNA, but it still wasn't matched
Nigga, just know I'm witcho' ass
If you [A7hold it down, you'll be [Am]bae
We never go out like [F]a ɾat
No, I ain't braggin' 'bout shit I ain't have
Took his bitch and [Bm]I gave her ass back
Up in Chrome Hearts, poppin' them [A]tags
Every day I'm ɾeloading my [A]mag
I be [Am]shakin' my [A]dreads like [F]I'm ɾad
When I'm out in London, call [Em]me "lad"
And you [A7niggas go out super bad
Cryin' 'bout a ho that I done had
Now all [Em]of my [A]bitches exotic
Comme des Garçons jeans, I'm on [C7]top of the mountains
That's why you [A7can't see me, you [A7can't fucking talk to [C7]me
If you [A7ain't never seen a hundred dollar million [C7]piece
Goin' 150 in the Redeye, tɾyna ɾun from the police (ooh)
