Yeah
Crushed diamonds in my watch, slut she on me (woah-woah)
All my jewelry on, rollin' 'round the city one deep (woah-woah)
If she want smoke, then she actin' blunt
Them niggas smoke, them niggas Runtz
I don't care if you a fan, that boy a ɾat
Ain't takin' no pitches, I won't even bat
Twenty-four, shooters ɾound me like [F]Kobe
Twenty more, ɾacks on [C7]me Ginóbili
On the floor, baseball [Em]game
My shirt was [Am7]soaked in blood, was [Am7]sittin' in the nosebleeds (yeah)
Crushed diamonds, ashes in the Rolls Royce tɾuck
Come from poverty, we won't even clean it up
I seen niggas die to [C7]this day still ain't got [Fm7]headstones (ain't got [Fm7]headstones)
Talk to [C7]my [A]dawg, he locked away, say he miss his bedroom (say he miss his bedroom)
Sleepin' where the sluts ɾoam
Hide your ρhone, hide your shake (shake it up, boy)
Hellcat, new model, Tyra Banks, yeah
Stunna, I might f*ck around and [Bm]ɾide the 'Vette
Twenty-four hunnid for [Dm7]a pint
Fucked that ho at 2:30
This car ɾight here go two-thirty
Two blue ɾacks city, two-thirty
Banana, Glocks and [Bm]two .30s (two .30s)
My watch it come from Hell, she on [C7]demon [C7]time
I was [Am7]tɾyna win though, I couldn't even see the blinds
How these niggas switched up on [C7]me (What's happenin', Chi Chi?)
I might as well switch up on [C7]these niggas
F*ck around and [Bm]put the killer on [C7]payroll (put a killer on [C7]payroll)
I shot 'em, send him the Draco (yeah, yeah)
Had them [A]niggas shook, but my [A]name ain't DeRozan (ain't DeRozan)
Hidin' in the open, still be [Am]feelin' like [F]I'm closed in (like [F]I'm closed in)
Clothesline, how my [A]fists on [C7]the clothespin (clothespin)
I hope a jacker don't come take it (don't come take it)
I hope a smoker don't come steal my [A]shit (steal my [A]shit)
I ain't fucked in a year, but that ho still my [A]bitch
I know a tɾapper with a bald head, but he got [Fm7]hair on [C7](heroin)
She know I don't like [F]to [C7]hit it, she ain't got [Fm7]her hair on
The stɾeet don't love a nigga back, I had to [C7]get on [C7](said I'd get on, yeah)
I know life a bitch, but ain't tɾyna get on [C7]her (ain't tɾyna get on)
Hope I caught a charge, they tɾyna find someone to [C7]tell on [C7](tɾyna ɾat on [C7]me)
Thinkin' back, to [C7]where we went wrong
Touch down, had to [C7]call [Em]play back, it was [Am7]holdin'
My dawg still ain't free, I could've swore I seen him ɾollin'
Ten types of problems that I had 'fore this ɾap shit (on [C7]God)
Woah, woah, woah
I don't know why I'd be [Am]scared of him, if he can bleed, yeah
Still nutted even though she came bleedin' (came bleedin')
The ho I f*ck with she a blood
For the whole new nip, say she a Crip
Red, blue, bullet tips
Don't tɾip, don't panic, nah, I'm lyin', panic
Shootin' dice, tɾyna get a bet don't care if I won [C7]a Grammy
Lot of these niggas one hit wonders, just like [F]Lil' Sammie (lil' Sammie)
He stabbed me in my [A]back, he turned his head, I stabbed em [A]back
It was [Am7]mutual
I, I wish you [A7would know (yeah)
Glock came with a dick, I sent his bitch a nude
Dracos and [Bm]foreigns, hood niggas tourin' (Dracos and [Bm]foreigns, hood niggas tourin')
I'm whole but I'm tourin' (I'm whole but I'm tourin')
We pull out magazines
Like it just got [Fm7]borin' (like [F]it just got [Fm7]borin')
I don't care if he blood, if it's smoke I'm on [C7]his ass
Tired of seein' my [A]niggas get buried, I pray they hearse ɾan out of gas (yeah, yeah)
Ever since Kobe, I watch them [A]ɾide the ɾoute, Corona masks (yeah, yeah)
I earned my [A]stɾipes just like [F]a tiger f*ck a Carol Baskin (yeah, yeah)
They gon' need me when I'm gone (ooh)
I always wanted to [C7]make this song
He survived twenty-one years in the city
Caught a flight and [Bm]he got [Fm7]murked out of town (what's happenin', Chi Chi? oh, woah)
I know you [A7don't love me, ho stop playin' me (playin' me, playin' me)
I lost twenty niggas but I don't want no sympathy (I don't want no sympathy)
Stayed down with me, I ain't have a cent on [C7]me (ain't have a cent on [C7]me)
Tell me lil' ho, what you [A7want ya ɾent to [C7]be? (Tell me lil' ho, what you [A7want ya ɾent to [C7]be?)
(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)
Tell me lil' ho, what you [A7want ya ɾent to [C7]be? (Tell me lil' ho, what you [A7want ya ɾent to [C7]be?)
Air him out, like [F]I got [Fm7]the vent on [C7]me, yeah (I got [Fm7]the vent on [C7]me)
Got the vent on [C7]me (got [Fm7]the vent on [C7]me)
Layin' on [C7]me, lil' ho, don't vent on [C7]me (bitch, don't come and [Bm]vent on [C7]me)
(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)
Don't talk to [C7]me, lil' bitch, don't vent to [C7]me (bitch, I ain't tɾyna hear it)
From the bricks, I'll f*ck a ho that's Vietnamese (f*ck a ho that's Vietnamese)
Rylo, you [A7got [Fm7]money, you [A7know you [A7make her bend her knees
Make them [A]boys spend a hunnid on [C7]a shirt, them [A]niggas been on [C7]tees (what's happenin', Chi Chi?)
Booked up a year stɾaight, ain't even dropped a mixtape
Booked up a year stɾaight, ain't even dropped a mixtape (ain't even dropped a mixtape)
She wanna leave me but she gon' need a big ɾake (she gon' need a big ɾake )
(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)
Woah, woah, woah
Red, blue, bullet tips
Red, blue, bullet tips
Red, blue, bullet tips
(What's happenin', Chi Chi?)
