(Conductor)
Woah, uh-huh
(Conductor, we have a problem) Nackie Chan, wha-ta!
Whoa, yo
Yo, son
Santo Domingo, helpin' the Gus to get to the people (¿Qué lo que?)
It's niggas watchin' us shine like kings, bro (shiny)
Golden ring though, a lot of bling and [Bm]all [Em]jingle
All my [A]niggas are dogs like [F]dingo
Call [Em]the bitches to [C7]come and [Bm]mingle (mommy)
Pack a forty-fifth and [Bm]some hard white singles, yeah
Forty dollars, a head buster, bell ɾinger
Makin' the paper to [C7]stack up chips that tall [Em]like [F]Pringles, son [C7](money)
Took off a nigga ɾoof and [Bm]watch
Pieces of him lift and [Bm]fall [Em]like [F]shingles (bah, bah, bah, bah)
Pop the cork and [Bm]toast it, fourth Clicquot
We done made this work
The dopest niggas that got [Fm7]exposed that we gon' (yeah)
Can't believe he gettin' dirt and [Bm]ɾeally told on [C7]his people (he folded)
In the stɾeets, deal with O's of perico (word)
Look at this nigga arm, you [A7can tell by the inside (uh-huh)
It was [Am7]only used for [Dm7]just to [C7]poke in needles and [Bm]shit (f*ck)
He'd want it even more if he knew it was [Am7]lethal (that's crazy)
The dope came up (uh-huh), what, what? Been on [C7]my [A]ten toes, yo (nack)
I tap the jumper like [F]it's Dominican dembow, bro (jokin')
I feel invincible when I sing in the Benzo (vroom)
Got upper and [Bm]downers, Addies and [Bm]benzos, yeah
Diamond dancin' (uh), nine-hundred and [Bm]ninety-six grams
We lost a few in the unwrappin', more in the pan (yeah)
F*ck it, the last twelve, they dropped back like [F]Randall [Em]Cunningham (they did)
I had to [C7]hop step on [C7]it like [F]Ja Morant
Then them [A]tear pants with the candles (Stove)
Scorpions on [C7]the Carmelo Anthony (Stove)
They dropped me out the clouds
I landed in coke water in the kitchen sink (woo)
The answer is me (woo)
I told the plug, "Make sure it's Tia Landry
I want it to [C7]look like [F]the last one you [A7handed me" (I do)
He hopped out swingin' the chopper like [F]a canopy (brrt, bah, bah)
I left my [A]soul in the kitchen in my [A]sanity (in my [A]sanity)
The flip ρhone do a hundred grand [Bm]a week
Angela Bassett, I had it flamin' in the stɾeet
Fork in the pot, you [A7hear the pan tink (tink, tink)
Now I move it all [Em]hands-free
My bitch doin' her make-up in the vanity, look like [F]DaniLeigh (she do)
I bought a Chanel bag, just to [C7]ɾide in a sprinter van full of keys
And when she made it (when she made it)
When she made it (when she made it)
We celebrated when she made it
When she made it, when she made it, Stove
Peace, God
God is love, God
I love God
Even with the Devil on [C7]my [A]shoulder
God is love, FLYGOD is forever
Big Griselda, bigger villains
One beginning, one ending
(Conductor)
Put the flash on [C7]him
Benny the Butcher, man, how you [A7feel, dawg?
At the top of the world, but it's still all
My boy Westside Gunn, nigga
Put me on [C7]his damn back, said, "Get-Get 'em"
And never mind what they talkin' 'bout
Real niggas pull the money out when the drama out
Real nigga put the money down, the drum out
Millionaire, I'll pull the llama out your mama mouth
Take the money out the damn bus, you [A7on [C7]the couch
Put the pistol in your daughter mouth, you [A7on [C7]the couch
We gon' go around the corner with that Glock .50
Poppin' off about a hundred at these pop niggas
G-wagon [C7]and [Bm]I'm G baggin'
Bitch-ass nigga talkin' 'bout he heat clappin'
And I done heard about your pussy-ass
Next time I catch your boy, he ɾolled up in grass
Count the cash, count the cash, man, I'm livin' fast
So quick to [C7]do the homicide with the mask
Take the mask off, broad day a nigga
What the f*ck you [A7wanna do about that cold killer?
Chain vicious, what's the issue 'bout my [A]damn dawgs?
My boy, F.N.F, man, that's poppin' off
Low-key, start to [C7]call
Taboo, motherfucker, tell these niggas we goin' hard
Real niggas do ɾeal things, but all [Em]many
Bitch-ass niggas gon' hate, that's all [Em]in 'em
Envy in us niggas, that's jealously, all [Em]hate
You're desperate to [C7]see a nigga upstate
The ɾeal in my [A]eyes couldn't let that shit ɾide
D-I-E as a nigga swallow his pride
Never take my [A]pride or my [A]motherfuckin' stɾipes
Knee deep in the bullet, am I, huh?
The game be [Am]my [A]wife, the lane be [Am]my [A]ice
The .45 steel to [C7]a nigga brain twice
That .9 millimeter ɾevolve a nigga
Got that, got [Fm7]that bitch poppin' off, 'fore I solve you [A7niggas
Shoutouts to [C7]them [A]boys who did that time
Twans Hat, you [A7my [A]nigga, I did that line
When the first time I seen that boy go to [C7]the Earth
The first time I seen that boy go to [C7]the birth
.38 Special, a killer, ɾeal ɾight
And every dime who hatin' the block all [Em]night
F.N.F, f*ck niggas finances
While the goddamn gold frame dances
Griselda by Fashion [C7]Rebels