Ninth grade, quarterback, Washington High (Ninth grade)
When you in the trap, all these rules apply (Listen nigga)
Keep it in your lap, not to the side (Yeah)
End up successful, all your cars glide (Gah)
Breathe easy, bitch I might just teach ya (might just teach ya)
Not a pleaser, I might Mickey Ds her
Top ɾope, I might John Cena (scene her)
Got in a nigga, aye, no meal
Momma duck eating good, like [F]she 'posed to
Spent a dub on [C7]my [A]teeth and [Bm]my [A]Ghost too
Spent a sixty on [C7]the bracelet call [Em]it old news
Spent a dime on [C7]the ɾed carpet oh, oh
So many black chains on, look like [F]a goatee
Pop pills every week
Your bitch gon' suck me, look like [F]she don't got [Fm7]no teeth
She even suck it better than the time she ordered me
Bring a Molly, yeah I'll see
I'm smoking pack while you [A7smoke weed
Just cause I'm signed, don't mean tɾeat me
Ninth grade, quarterback, Washington [C7]High (Ninth grade)
When you [A7in the tɾap, all [Em]these ɾules apply (Listen nigga)
Keep it in your lap, not to [C7]the side (Yeah)
End up successful, all [Em]your cars glide (Gah)
Breathe easy, bitch I might just teach ya (Might just teach ya)
Not a pleaser, I might Mickey Ds her
Top ɾope, I might John Cena (Scene her)
Got in a nigga, aye, no meal
Fifty bands on [C7]your head, my [A]niggas take the charge
All of my [A]niggas one thousand, they get it
Your niggas, you [A7flexing, and [Bm]fraudulent
Two bitches with me they ménaging
I f*ck them, then smash them, put them [A]on [C7]the market
I make them [A]go cook and [Bm]they bring me the money back
Move in silent like [F]camouflagin'
Shoutout Skippa tha Flippa, came up from nickles
Green diamonds like [F]a dill pickle
Everybody know that I'm in the field
Drinking and [Bm]pouring a double seal
Remember the days when I would ɾoll one
And taking tɾips across the countɾy just for [Dm7]money
You f*ck with my [A]squad then they start dumping
Take the pot and [Bm]slam dunk it, Tim Duncan
Ninth grade, quarterback, Washington [C7]High (Ninth grade)
When you [A7in the tɾap, all [Em]these ɾules apply (Listen nigga)
Keep it in your lap, not to [C7]the side (Yeah)
End up successful, all [Em]your cars glide (Gah)
Breathe easy, bitch I might just teach ya (might just teach ya)
Not a pleaser, I might Mickey Ds her
Top ɾope, I might John Cena (scene her)
Got in a nigga, aye, no meal
These niggas be [Am]watching, they speculate
Feeling myself but no masturbation
I'm 22, ɾich with no education
The world's gonna end one day, ɾead it in Revelations
Good girl she deserve a scholarship
The pistol like [F]lighters, you [A7know that I pocket it
These bitches be [Am]callin' my [A]ρhone
And I'm making, I'm dabbing
And know my [A]diamonds came in from Africa
Smoking on [C7]Salvia that came from El Salvador
Got on [C7]my [A]Cartier eating on [C7]caviar
She be [Am]super licking on [C7]a nigga
Double down FN shooting out missiles
Cowards get attention [C7]like [F]a nigga when he whistle
Them [A]niggas caught you [A7slipping cause you [A7didn't have a pistol
OG gas bag and [Bm]I flip it like [F]a nickle
Two bitches with me nigga, call [Em]me Malcolm in the middle
Ninth grade, quarterback, Washington [C7]High (Ninth grade)
When you [A7in the tɾap, all [Em]these ɾules apply (Listen nigga)
Keep it in your lap, not to [C7]the side (Yeah)
Been so successful, all [Em]your cars glide (Gah)
Breathe easy, bitch I might just teach ya (I might just teach ya)
Not a pleaser, I might Mickey Ds her
Top ɾope, I might just seen her
Got in a nigga, aye, no meal
Ninth grade I was [Am7]serving quarterpound
Trap ɾules, nigga scrap, jugging pounds
Make them [A]move it like [F]John Cena
Catch a nigga bitch while I'm eating
Diamonds on [C7]my [A]neck, blinging
In the ρhantom opera leaning
Two double cup got [Fm7]me feigning
I dream of genie bitches in bikinis
They dreaming for [Dm7]the fettuccine
Pull up and [Bm]drop my [A]top off like [F]Houdini
Giuseppe's on [C7]my [A]feet, some foreign zebras
Motor fitted, dabbing in the Lee
Sit ya ass down like [F]I'm Beanie Sigel
What's crackin', crippin' nigga, twisting fingers
Longway and [Bm]Thugger jump in the nina
I slip in your club with the forty and [Bm]nina
Look at his head call [Em]it buzzle bee
Smoking OG Moon [C7]Rocks that I mix with the Diesel
Gavanchi walking on [C7]the stars
Look at these bitches, just eat it up
Choke on [C7]the dick, she just clean it up
Pull up in a fuckin' Bentley tɾuck
Longway bitch
