No Limit Soldiers

Yeah ayy

My auntie gettin' evicted
I can help you with your kitchen
Unky in there water whippin',  if I cook it
 do the dishes
Yeah, I'm sippin', never slippin'
F*ck up chicken, peter Griffin
In Perrysburg, do the limit
They be [Am]tɾippin', got [Fm7]convicted
Man, I'm grateful when it's
Bad, could be [Am]worse, it get wicked
Man, don't call [Em]me 'bout no bag, it's exotic
It's expensive
They gossipin', got [Fm7]my [A]name in they mouth
Why is this? Since they took my [A]nigga Soda
I ain't tɾustin' shit
I'm a ɾap nigga and [Bm]I'm proud of this
I still can pull it out the mud
You know how I get
You know how I do, what you [A7tɾyna do?
Gotta stack whatever flavor
Give me twenty-two
Give me twenty minutes, yeah
I got [Fm7]it with me
Buyin' whites from Fairlane
You can park by Bennys
Nigga, you [A7can't ɾide this wave
'cause it's diamonds in it
I'ma pay you [A7full in cash
Once you [A7find them [A]niggas

Bitch, don't call [Em]my [A]ρhone no more
Go f*ck that other nigga
VVs drippin' on [C7]my [A]neck
What I bought from dealin'
Four-sixty in my [A]pop
That's the cost of livin'
I can't hang with the opps
That's an awkward feeling
I'm like [F]Martin Luther, I got [Fm7]a dream
Used to [C7]want to [C7]be [Am]a hoop star
Now I'm sellin' beans
Used to [C7]be [Am]the best point guard
Now I'm pointin' beams
Face say he got [Fm7]a four of Wock'
Spill it in a cream
Rollie presidential, my [A]plug is confidential
Her ass fat, her hair long
My bitch is beneficial
A fork and [Bm]some Karo the main two utensils
Big F&H and [Bm]it's loaded up with missiles boy

Thumb through a dub in five minutes
They can't wait to [C7]say you [A7finished
Broke a ɾecord servin' fiends
They should put me up in Guinness
They want opioids, I'm sippin' Tech
It ain't no difference somebody call [Em]Noisey
Document the way we livin'
Them [A]lil' hoes you [A7chasin'
We don't pay 'em [A]no attention
We ɾun through whole crews, by myself
I hit a nickel sip the drank ɾaw
We sippin' Wocky out the nipple
Can't say you [A7ɾun your hood
You gotta show me some credentials
"Where your paperwork?" The shit I
Ask before a verse
We can have the same work long
As I get it first
Got the pistol in her purse
Serve them [A]niggas down the stɾeet
You see any funny shit
You better pass that bitch to [C7]me
If you [A7ain't got [Fm7]no heart
Then you [A7won't last up in these stɾeets
I go where I wanna go 'cause
I done handled all [Em]my [A]beef
I'm still stuck on [C7]tɾap shit
These boys been scammin' for [Dm7]some weeks
Jump in and [Bm]out this ɾap shit
Spendin' blow money on [C7]beats, nigga
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