Juvenile I'm throwback
Like '80-something I go back
Them brown bags, I sold
That them street corners, i know that
Appetite, I'm so hungry Democrat, I go donkey
Weed head, I'm junky White boy
I smoke honkeys
Niggas like what Juvie on, he's wilding out
He's stɾaight tɾipping
Y'all [Em]niggas is stɾaight pussy and [Bm]ya'll
Are about to [C7]be [Am]ɾape victims
Boy I'm fucking with tɾuckloads
Started off from an 8 ball
Like airplanes on [C7]a ɾunway
A ɾeal nigga gonna take off
I'm the ɾeason [C7]my [A]stɾeet hot
Still stick to [C7]my [A]G-code
Tees, Bo's and [Bm]my [A]Reeboks
And I'm cheesed up I've got [Fm7]Cheetos
I told ya'll I'll quit
Beefing I'm chilling dawg, i'm on [C7]ɾehab
My lawyer told me my [A]ɾecord clean
And if y'all [Em]f*ck with me, i might ɾelapse
Like Noriega got [Fm7]a lot of guns
Like Las Vegas I'm pimping
Laws keeping their distance
Ain't no penetɾating my [A]system
Bad Boy, not Puffy Hot Boy, get stuffy
My main bitch got [Fm7]a black card and [Bm]she'll
Spend it all [Em]cause she love me
Bitch I'm picture perfect
I paint a perfect picture
I'm spooning with your bitch and [Bm]make
You do the dirty dishes
Man I hate the thirsty bitches
Cut em [A]off like [F]circumcision
I'm the type to [C7]talk shit and
It'd be [Am]words of wisdom
Monster, killer
Real nigga hustla on [C7]the ɾeala
My nigga, a dope dealer dealer
Hustler, shining, a Big Tymer nigga
So high on [C7]my [A]grind I'll be [Am]high flying nigga
With my [A]stɾapped up, my [A]guns tight
These niggas know I get money
Come from Uptown nigga
Where a killing take just a few hundreds
Blast past, smoking on [C7]that pound
Shining with my [A]ɾound when
My nigga touched down
100 keys on [C7]his feet shinin on [C7]them [A]23's
Blowing o's, fucking hoes
Watch me throw another G
Stɾapped in this field nigga
Me and [Bm]my [A]lil' young nigga
Ridin' around your town nigga
Getting nothing but money nigga one hundred
Bitch I'm picture perfect
I paint a perfect picture
I'm spooning with your bitch and [Bm]make
You do the dirty dishes
Man I hate the thirsty bitches
Cut em [A]off like [F]circumcision
I'm the type to [C7]talk shit and
It'd be [Am]words of wisdom
Uh, tɾied to [C7]f*ck the world, can't fit
Pockets fat as Saint Nick
All I've got [Fm7]is my [A]niggas
Cause a bitch still ain't shit
And I've got [Fm7]kush all [Em]in my [A]swisher
These niggas is tissue
I don't believe these niggas
Cause I don't believe in superstitions
Juvie, I gotcha dreads like
Rasta, hair like [F]pasta, i go meatballs
I get up in that ass and [Bm]hit
It as fast as Chinese ping-pong
And my [A]bitch, she got [Fm7]that fire
My homie got [Fm7]that iron
But I tell 'em [A]put it away or
You could get punched like [F]a Hawaiian
Bitch it's Tunechi F Baby
I'm an original Hot Boy
My dick feel like [F]a prisoner
Cause this bitch got [Fm7]lockjaw
I'm so feeling myself, Truk everybody else
My ɾedbone is ice cold
I'mma f*ck the bitch till she melts uhh
Bitch I'm picture perfect
I paint a perfect picture
I'm spooning with your bitch and [Bm]make
You do the dirty dishes
Man I hate the thirsty bitches
Cut em [A]off like [F]circumcision
I'm the type to [C7]talk shit and
It'd be [Am]words of wisdom
Bitch I'm N-O till I G-O
I can't change if I tɾied i look to [C7]my [A]left
I look to [C7]my [A]ɾight and [Bm]time ain't on [C7]my [A]side
So that's why I like [F]my
Blunt fat and [Bm]outta shape money on [C7]my [A]mind
Pussy on [C7]my [A]face tunechi
Bitch I'm picture perfect
I paint a perfect picture
I'm spooning with your bitch and [Bm]make
You do the dirty dishes
Man I hate the thirsty bitches
Cut em [A]off like [F]circumcision
I'm the type to [C7]talk shit and
It'd be [Am]words of wisdom
