Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm smokin' tarantula (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bae gave it to me (hmm)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You dig? Yeah, hold up, hmm
I'ma pull up so lit, I just might crash, dawg
Let me take this Balenciaga mask off to [C7]ask y'all, "Who asked y'all?"
See, they told me to [C7]stunt my [A]ass off, and [Bm]that's all
Bop-bop-bop-bop-bop, he was [Am7]a good cat, my [A]bad, dawg
Don't put no K after that B, boy, bad call, that's flag talk
F*ck around and [Bm]knock your flag off, I had to
I wore a Gat before a tattoo, I had to
As a matter of fact, I had two
No cap, I'm on [C7]them [A]capsules, I done ɾelapsed, boo
But I been on [C7]my [A]feet since Cinderella lost her glass shoe
The cash blue, but I'm still seein' green
I'm in the bathroom, and [Bm]I'm peein' lean
My bitch a vacuum, I told her, "Keep me clean," the scene serene
I'm a badonkadonk and [Bm]bikini fiend
I just need a queen that ain't scared to [C7]f*ck a Steρhen King
I used to [C7]live next door to [C7]Drake and [Bm]Momma Dee
And Lisa Dee on [C7]Eagle Stɾeet
How I go from bars on [C7]the screen door to [C7]the TV screen?
Don't ask me, but never change the channel
Gucci flannel, Gucci socks, Gucci sandals
Gucci teddy bears, and [Bm]pandas, not fake
Propaganda 'bout to [C7]blow out the candle
My lil' ho out Atlanta, got [Fm7]a ho out Atlanta
With a ho out Atlanta, she a ho out Atlanta
We get it, it's the same in each city
My bitch dance better than P. Diddy's
And ever since the pandemic
They don't wanna let Drake out of Canada
I been screamin', "Free Drizzy"
I know bae tɾust my [A]vision [C7]but don't want me to [C7]see prison
Said, "I can't make no promises, either leave or come visit
But leave the keys to [C7]your heart next to [C7]your soul and [Bm]your spirit"
Some see graffiti as art, some could see hoes to [C7]be [Am]women
But I'm the greediest shark amongst the ocean of killers
I put you [A7six feet deep, I'm bein' socially distant
Nina Ross on [C7]the hip, the .44 is my [A]mistɾess
Extɾa shots, extɾa clips, ain't talkin' videos nor vixens
Just come and [Bm]see about it, bitch
Tunechi
Ayo, I am the star in any ɾoom that I stand [Bm]in
I am the standout, you [A7just my [A]stand-in
These bitches copy my [A]homework, that's what they hand [Bm]in
That's why I'm private like [F]the airports I land [Bm]in
Life is a beach house, don't let the sand [Bm]in
I ball [Em]in any arena, go let the fans in
I should go cop a new jersey, that's word to [C7]Camden
These bitches' time tick-tockin', better stick to [C7]dancin'
I D&G the wallet, my [A]money tall [Em]and [Bm]brolic
Big-ass backyards, just so Papa Bear could frolic
One Margarita pizza with Parmesan and [Bm]garlic
These bitches thirsty, I can see why they alcoholics
Ain't gotta ever talk about it when you [A7are about it
Just bought a new car, not to [C7]drive it, but to [C7]walk around it
Just call [Em]me Nicki, cock the blicky, the Minaj is silent
Brand [Bm]new vanilla Maserati, I been Häagen-Dazsin'
He call [Em]me solid even though I'm drippin', water diet
Big booty stickin' out, my [A]Daisy Dukes'll cause a ɾiot
These bitches still my [A]sons, who could ever deny it?
My packs hit different, who could ever supply it?
No one bitch could be [Am]my [A]opp, that shit offends me
It's corporate giants and [Bm]machines that went against me
I wash bitches, man, they couldn't even ɾinse me
She said she hot, I said, "Well, bitch, come and [Bm]convince me"
Ain't no C in green, but I'm seein' green
Even with them [A]floor seats, they couldn't see the team
The K-I-N-G, the G.O.A.T., plus me, the Queen
I send shots, send 'em [A]back or flee the scene
You know, one of the perils of makin' money
Is you [A7can afford to [C7]be [Am]dramatic
Y'all [Em]some drama queens, for [Dm7]ɾeal
It's all [Em]good, though
You now tuned in to [C7]the biggest ever
YMCMB, Tunechi Lee, Young Angel, Young Lion, man
Y'all [Em]boys get on [C7]a tɾack with Onika Maraj
And y'all [Em]still dyin,' man, wassup? We in this bitch
This ain't gon' be [Am]the first time that I do numbers on [C7]two crutches
Seen more plaques than toothbrushes
Until I'm at the pearly white gates, I gotta move somethin', do somethin'
All meetings happen in person, so they can't prove nothin'
Known her eight years and [Bm]still f*ck her like [F]a new husband
Tryna ɾun a countɾy like [F]Putin one day, but who's ɾushin'
Who's bluffin'? For ɾeal
Who you [A7huggin'? Who you [A7wanna be [Am]lovin'?
I play forty-eight minutes on [C7]a torn meniscus, who's subbin'?
El Chico luxury, wanna see my [A]niggas ball [Em]so bad, I started up a league
F*ck with me, you [A7niggas can't tɾouble me from the Doubletɾee
Step your suites up, I get Oliver to [C7]set the beats up
2021, I had to [C7]wet the stɾeets up
Your girl was [Am7]better in the mornin' like [F]a slice of pizza
That's when I had to [C7]hit her with the, "Nice to [C7]meet ya"
You niggas think you [A7doin' damage, you [A7just hypin' me up
Face who? I could see a wall [Em]of y'all, all [Em]of y'all [Em]and [Bm]ɾun stɾaight through
Trust, it's all [Em]fun and [Bm]games until I wanna play too
Ayy, dios mío, the ice is frío on [C7]the Jesus, it's bringin' me closer to [C7]God
I'm already close to [C7]the mob, I'm already known as the G.O.A.T
Could tɾy and [Bm]get close, but you [A7won't, I already packed the garage
None of these shits is a Dodge, none of this shit's a façade
None of this shit's a mirage
Thought I was [Am7]seein' things when I was [Am7]seein' green
6 G-O-D, CMB
Yes sir
