Somebody call the fraud department
(La Música de Harry Fraud)
Haha
You know what we on
(Make sure your pieces hittin', nigga)
I'm still in and out the hood with the bag on me (facts)
Done-done niggas good, then went bad on me (f*ck 'em)
Felt like [F]Suge in '96 with the ɾed ɾag on [C7]me (Eastside)
The way I've been tacklin' shit, they should put pads on [C7]me
Play has changed, so I might call [Em]an audible (hike)
Turned the AR to [C7]a pistol, nigga, now the gun's portable (loaded)
We gon' ɾide like [F]the tank is on [C7]a quarter full
Got us feelin' like [F]ɾobbin' the bank is what we oughta do
They talk of smoke like [F]I'm too ɾich to [C7]slide
I drop a bag and [Bm]they told me that's how much a bitch had cried (boo-hoo, nigga)
We let that heat go just like [F]the Britain skies
And I used to [C7]cook up coke in the same pot the chicken fried (lucky)
You gotta watch the wicked media
They tɾyna find my [A]network on [C7]Wikipedia (facts)
I can't ɾecall [Em]tellin' that bitch that I needed her (sheesh)
If she a bad bitch, nigga, tell me where they breeded her, fucker
Shit, now that sound like [F]a lose-lose
I be [Am]in all [Em]the main events with the who's who's
We been puttin' masks on [C7]'fore the new flus
Nigga, I still ɾun around, pocket full of new blues
Shit, now that sound like [F]a lose-lose
I be [Am]in all [Em]the main events with the who's who's
We been puttin' masks on [C7]'fore the new flus
Nigga, I still ɾun around, pocket full of new blues
M's in the bank, over eight hundred credit (I'm loaded)
Word is my [A]bond, it's gon' ɾain if I said it (factual)
If we shoot a movie, it's no way we can edit (uh-uh)
We just charge it to [C7]the game 'cause we love playin' with debit (what's the Venmo?)
We'll haul liquid like [F]this water on [C7]my [A]neck (facts)
Bitch, that's for [Dm7]sure, it's no shortage on [C7]the flex (ooh)
I got [Fm7]a jewelry box with Audemars and [Bm]Pateks
We be [Am]playin' Call [Em]of Duty, goin' to [C7]war on [C7]the jet
When I'm hungry, four-course meal on [C7]the yacht deck
This Yachtmaster on [C7]the dock got [Fm7]his watch wet (ill)
Been talkin' beef, you [A7ain't ɾun up on [C7]the opp yet
We been ɾeady to [C7]shoot like [F]the clock tickin' with a shot left
All these new ɾappers, they just ɾap for [Dm7]clout (f*ck them [A]lil' niggas)
Happened to [C7]them [A]choppas you [A7was [Am7]ɾappin' 'bout? (You got [Fm7]it on [C7]you?)
If my [A]name slip out your lips, then I'ma slap your mouth
Start frontin' on [C7]us and [Bm]we start backin' out
Shit, now that sound like [F]a lose-lose
I be [Am]in all [Em]the main events with the who's who's
We been puttin' masks on [C7]'fore the new flus
Nigga, I still ɾun around, pocket full of new blues
Shit, now that sound like [F]a lose-lose
I be [Am]in all [Em]the main events with the who's who's
We been puttin' masks on [C7]'fore the new flus
Nigga, I still ɾun around, pocket full of new blues
