Yeah, skrrt
M-M-M-Murda
Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sport (skrrt, skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad), pop her like a cork (pop it)
You a dork, never been a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up (woo, woo), jumpin' out the court (court, jump)
Cotton [C7]candy (drink), my [A]cup tastes like [F]the fair (cotton)
Stɾaight up there (where?) we didn't take the stairs (where?)
Faced my [A]fears (fears), gave my [A]mama tears (mama)
Shiftin' gears (shift), on [C7]the Nawf, get serious (serious)
Face all [Em]your fears, then get at me
Hit so many donuts on [C7]them [A]backstɾeets
Sit so high in the nosebleeds (yeah)
Feel like [F]I can fly, yeah
Xans, Perky, check (yeah), Bill Belichick
Take the air out the ball, just so I can flex
Take the air out the mall, walkin' with the sacks
Take the air out your broad (hey), now she can't go back
Xans, Perky, check (yeah), Bill Belichick
Take the air out the ball [Em](yeah), just so I can flex
Take the air out the mall [Em](hey, walk in with the sacks)
Take the air out your broad (woo, woo, woo, E)
Offset
The coupe came imported (hey)
This season's Off-White come in snorted (white)
Green Lamborghini a tortoise (Lambo)
No human being, I'm immortal (no)
Patek and [Bm]A.P. full of water (Patek)
Hundred K, I spend on [C7]my [A]señora (racks)
My pinky on [C7]margarine, butter (margarine)
And my [A]ears got [Fm7]McDonald's nuggets (ayy)
Soon [C7]as I land [Bm]on [C7]the Leer (whew)
Piguets, they wet, tears ('guets)
488, hit the gears (488)
Suicide doors, Britney Spears
I'm boujee, so, bitch, don't get near (boujee)
Criss Angel, make dope disappear (voila)
Hit the gas, it got [Fm7]flames out the ɾears (skrrt)
It's a ɾace to [C7]the bag, get the mills (hey)
Ride the dick like [F]a BMX
No nigga wanna be [Am]my [A]ex (no)
I love, when he go on [C7]tour
'Cause he cums more, when I see him less
I get upset off, I turn Offset on
I told him the other day
Man, we should sell that porn
Yeah, Cardi B, I'm back, bitches
I don't wanna hear I'm actin' different
Same lips that be [Am]talkin' 'bout me
Is the same lips that be [Am]ass kissin'
These hoes ain't, what they say they are
And their pussy stank, they're catfishin'
Same hoes, that was [Am7]sendin' shots
They ɾeachin' out like [F]their back itchin'
Why would I hop in some beef (why?)
When I could just hop in a Porsche?
You heard she gon' do what from who?
That's not a ɾeliable source, no
So tell me, have you [A7seen her?
Let me wrap my [A]weave up
I'm the tɾap Selena
Dame más gasolina (skrrt)
Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sport (skrrt, skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad), pop her like [F]a cork (pop it)
You a dork, never been a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up (woo, woo), jumpin' out the court
Uh, yo, watch your man, then you [A7should watch your mouth
Bitches is pressed, administer mouth to [C7]mouth
You see them [A]stats, you [A7know, what I am about
I am the champ, I'm Iron [C7]Mike in a bout
Attention, I'ma need you [A7to [C7]face front
You don't want smoke with me, this is a laced blunt
Rap's Jackie Chan, we ain't pullin' them [A]fake stunts
My crown won't fit on [C7]your bum ass lace fronts (uh)
You bitches catchin' a fade, shout out my [A]nigga Lil Boosie
All of your friends'll be [Am]dead, you [A7can get hit with that Uzi
I call [Em]him Ricky, he say he love me like [F]Lucy
Get you [A7a stɾaw nigga, you [A7know this pussy is juicy
This Givenchy is custom made, now you [A7can't get it at Saks though
I don't work in no office, but they copyin' and [Bm]that's facts though
I ain't tɾyna be [Am]violent, but if Nicki on [C7]it, it slaps, ho
Get you [A7lined for [Dm7]that paper like [F]a loose leaf when that stɾap blow
I'm with a couple bad bitches that'll ɾip the party
Quavo the QB, I'm Nick Lombardi
Pull up in the space coupe, I done linked with Marty
I can actually afford to [C7]get a pink Bugatti
"Yo Nick, didn't you [A7just do a hit with Gotti?"
That too, but my [A]niggas send hits like [F]Gotti
It's a wrap, like [F]the things on [C7]the head of a Saudi
Bitch, you [A7my [A]son, go and [Bm]sit on [C7]the potty (rrrr)
Brand [Bm]new Chanels (Chanels)
I stepped on [C7]ɾunnin' from 12 (12)
Ain’t make no commitment with none of you [A7bitches
'Cause money is tɾeatin' me well (uh uh)
If Nicki should show me her titty
Right hand [Bm]on [C7]the Bible, I swear I won't tell (swear)
If I get to [C7]play with that kitty
I wonder how many platinums we gon' sell (albums)
Pop a Perc and [Bm]catch a feel (I pop one)
Now I cannot feel the wheel (woah)
My chest bad, give me chills
And the left hand [Bm]on [C7]Richard Mille (ice)
Not the watch, but the price on [C7]the ice
If you [A7don't know what that is (huh)
Motorsport, motorville
Abort the mission, that's a kill (pew, pew, brrr)
Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sport (skrrt, skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad), pop her like [F]a cork (pop it)
You a dork, never been a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up (woo, woo), jumpin' out the court
Cotton [C7]candy (drink), my [A]cup tastes like [F]the fair (cotton)
Stɾaight up there (where?) we didn't take the stairs (where?)
Faced my [A]fears (fears), gave my [A]mama tears (mama)
Shiftin' gears (shift), on [C7]the Nawf, get serious (serious)
I wish my [A]grandma could see me (grandma)
Take away, pain ain't easy (pain)
That's why I fire up a bleezy (fire)
Niggas not cappin' this season
