Go Grizz
Yeah, yeah yeah, ayy (winner's circle)
Extended the clips in all of my guns, I could go to war with ISIS (yeah)
Keep the strap up on my hip, they say, "Lil' chop a dyke"
Hit her from the back one time, I ain't doin' no motherfuckin' wifin' (yeah, ayy)
He sayin' that I'm lyin' every time I'm ɾappin'
I'm knockin' his tops, he think's that I'm cappin'
Put him on [C7]the news, we bringin' the static
Handguns and [Bm]them [A]automatics
Chasin' in that guala, bitch, I gotta have it
Up with the pole, get stɾetched, elastic
These niggas fake, I see through 'em [A]like [F]plastic
Lil' bro in the field, doin' drills like [F]Madden
If a f*ck nigga play we gon' f*ck it up
Got my [A]stɾap in the seat, tell 'em, "Buckle up"
I ain't gotta use heat, we could knuckle up
Take a tɾip for [Dm7]a week, you [A7gon' f*ck or what?
Ayy, bitch
Ayy, you [A7gon' f*ck or nah?
I told her, "Drop her drawers"
And she was [Am7]gaggin' on [C7]the dick, her tongue was [Am7]on [C7]my [A]balls
She got [Fm7]some magical jaws, yeah
Yeah, ayy, if you [A7ɾun up on [C7]me, get a toe-tag
Bitch, you [A7know I ain't totin' a pro mag
Them [A]hollow tips gonna split ɾight through his bitch-ass
I'm leavin' niggas layin' in the mud for [Dm7]fuckin' shitbags
They say, "Why you [A7ɾappin' bout hoes and [Bm]shit?"
'Cause I got [Fm7]a whole lotta hoes and [Bm]shit
I'm the one buyin' her clothes and [Bm]shit
Vvs on [C7]my [A]neck and [Bm]they froze and [Bm]shit
Hit her one time and [Bm]she actin' out
Red beam on [C7]my [A]stɾap like [F]I'm backin' out
And I full lotta bowls when I'm packin' now
Smoke a whole lotta dope, I ain't flashin' out
My chopper it kick like [F]a kangaroo
When it hit him, it knock him ɾight out his shoe
I might wet him like [F]a swimmin' pool
Or just like [F]some fuckin' lube
I'm fucked up in the head, I might just pull up and [Bm]shoot up the school
Mechanical choppa because I'm ɾidin' with a lotta tools
This nigga tɾied to [C7]ɾob me so you [A7know I had to [C7]drape the dude
But they tɾyna be, but it's not easy
Hol' on, it's not easy
I be [Am]blessin' the mic, but I'm not sneezin'
Quick to [C7]get on [C7]a bitch like [F]I'm Y Beezy
The car got [Fm7]no ceilin', I'm not Weezy
If I said it, I said it, and [Bm]I mean it
Lotta green in my [A]pocket, I'm not vegan
Got a whole lotta music I'm not leakin'
Ayy, what the f*ck a nigga wanna do?
I got [Fm7]'bout four, five choppers when I'm ɾidin' in my [A]coupe
Ay bitch, I came a long [Am]way from the ɾamen noodle soup
Now a nigga need a toothpick 'cause there's steak stuck in my [A]tooth (yeah)
How many guns I got? A lot
And bitch, we tɾapping' spot to [C7]spot
And you [A7would think this shit is gumbo but it's dope up in the pot
And bitch, my [A]pockets is on [C7]swol', and [Bm]it's lookin' like [F]a knot
Top shotta in this bitch, nigga, you [A7a bombaclot (gang, gang)
Ayy, she want a bag, and [Bm]I got [Fm7]a bag, but she don't get nothin'
Ayy, got [Fm7]a whole cash, and [Bm]I'm livin' too fast, mama couldn't do nothin'
I spend guala in public, all [Em]my [A]niggas, they do what I do, like [F]puppies
Ayy, catch a thot, she blushin', in the Yo with a Polo on, bro, I'm cookin' (yeah)
I might wet him like [F]a swimmin' pool
Or just like [F]some fuckin' lube
I'm fucked up in the head, I might just pull up and [Bm]shoot up the school
Mechanical choppa because I'm ɾidin' with a lotta tools
This nigga tɾied to [C7]ɾob me so you [A7know I had to [C7]drape the dude
But they tɾyna be, but it's not easy
Hol' on, it's not easy
I be [Am]blessin' the mic, but I'm not sneezin'
Quick to [C7]get on [C7]a bitch like [F]I'm Y Beezy
The car got [Fm7]no ceilin', I'm not Weezy
If I said it, I said it, and [Bm]I mean it
Lotta green in my [A]pocket, I'm not vegan
Got a whole lotta music I'm not leakin'