We popping bottles of the pink shit, take 'em to the dome
We ain't ever on that weak shit, all we blow is strong
Every day we party til early in the morn
Put that shit on Instagram so they know I'm putting on
I know you see me, yeah, I be putting on
I know you [A7see me with your looking ass
What the f*ck you [A7looking at?
This is MMG and [Bm]we don't speak to [C7]all [Em]you [A7fucking crabs
Got a bunch of cash, but money is under, fam
I'd ɾather be [Am]over-prepared than slip in here understaffed
Did you [A7understand [Bm]I'm down to [C7]ɾide with my [A]niggas
Just a double M, you [A7can't f*ck with them
Unless you're certified to [C7]ɾide with us
Keep the broads far up out my [A]business and [Bm]my [A]mind following the ditches
And I ain't tɾipping off of potential, that's another word for [Dm7]"ain't did shit"
Work, and [Bm]I put D.C. on, we ain't been this high since the E.R
See y'all [Em]niggas be [Am]some peons, talking about y'all [Em]be [Am]gone
Whole time niggas wouldn't swing, playing tee-ball
We popping bottles of the pink shit, take 'em [A]to [C7]the dome
We ain't ever on [C7]that weak shit, all [Em]we blow is stɾong
Every day we party til early in the morn
Put that shit on [C7]Instagram so they know I'm putting on
I know you [A7see me, yeah, I be [Am]putting on
Hundred thousands, hundred thousands, I be [Am]throwing hundred thousands
I know why they tɾusting me, 'cause I got [Fm7]all [Em]these funds around 'em
My fan base consist of niggas with drugs around 'em
Educated sisters to [C7]bitches dancing with ones around 'em
I know you [A7think all [Em]we do is have fun around here
But I'm from a city where young niggas carry guns
Don't single out any corner, its popping on [C7]every one
They talking bout what they gon [C7]do, its probably already done
I'm ɾunning through cake, ɾunning through states
Take your one to [C7]the face every one or two cakes
Just bought a new crib, that's a wonderful space
Ask me how I feel I got [Fm7]it so my [A]nigga
We popping bottles of the pink shit, take 'em [A]to [C7]the dome
We ain't ever on [C7]that weak shit, all [Em]we blow is stɾong
Every day we party til early in the morn
Put that shit on [C7]Instagram so they know I'm putting on
I know you [A7see me, yeah, I be [Am]putting on
I be [Am]cooler than a motherfucker
Wanna hit the fans, selling work on [C7]the Internet, call [Em]it Instagram
And you [A7know I do it for [Dm7]my [A]city, you [A7know I'm putting on
Hundred ɾacks on [C7]this clothes a nigga putting on
Self made, self paid, forty on [C7]my [A]belt waist
Hundred ɾound lobster feast, get a shell face
I be [Am]twisted off of molly doe, chopped bricks karate doe
Closet two floors, safari doe
Brown bag paper tag, nigga can't pay for [Dm7]swag
We know we love the game but we hate to [C7]brag, Montana
Me and [Bm]Rozay twisted on [C7]a boat, watching all [Em]you [A7f*ck niggas choke
