(dulio, 力を貸して, Lucid)
Every time you see me on some new shit
Fifty racks in my LV bag, and that's not some cool shit
Yeah, your bitch with me in the Maybach
She reclinin' the seats back, on the Snapchat
Man, I know that you peeped that
And these bitches are ɾan through
I'on [C7]want it, you [A7can keep that
You can have her back after I put my [A]dick in her throat
I just wanted to [C7]stab that
She's a lab ɾat, she's just givin' the head, man
What you [A7gon' do when I place fifty on [C7]your head like [F]a mothafuckin' hitman?
My dude, you's a dead man, like [F]the madman
My nigga he gettin' the packs up
Can chop your lil' mothafuckin' head off
And she kickin' the shit with the big dawgs
When I'm sippin' that juice got [Fm7]me pissed off
Yeah, yeah, I'm kickin' shit like [F]a lil' kick off
You come in my [A]house like [F]a kick saw
'Cause you [A7walking on [C7]marble floors
I'm ɾockin' that Dior, she said, "I wan' be [Am]yours"
And he'll show no ɾemorse
Man, I'm lookin' at the sky, I'm up at like [F]sixty floors
I got [Fm7]a lil' cougar bitch and [Bm]she like [F]fifty-four
With my [A]lil' slimy [A]dudes and [Bm]they wipe your nose
I ɾode up in her
Keepin' shit kinda low
That is a designer flaw, I got [Fm7]a thousand [Bm]floors (dulio, 力を貸して)
Got niggas, that'll wipe your nose
They ɾidin' with you, god damn they gon' take your broads
Put my [A]lil' mask on, now I'm lookin' like [F]Jason
I ain't chasin' no mothafuckin' ho-hoes
These bitches be [Am]basic, gotta face it
These bitches be [Am]ho-hoes
And I cannot save them, no
Save theyself?
Oh no, no, no, no, no
I'm off them [A]drugs and [Bm]I need some help
These bitches be [Am]off a cough
I ɾemember I was [Am7]sayin', I just didn't find myself
She hurting me slow
She give me that look while I fuckin' pull your hair
Boy, you [A7crossing the ɾoad
Gotta look both ways before you [A7fuckin' kill yourself
