Huh, yeah, bitch, huh, yeah
I can't spill the sauce
They gon' run with the recipe
Ride around with demons
I don't know why God blessing me
Thousand dollar Nike SBs
You don't step in these
If it ain't pape' then you blocked, bitch
Why you [A7texting me?
Pull up, hit his top, now it's ɾest in peace
Boy, that's lead to [C7]yo head
If you [A7testing me tɾipping in the Mitten
Next week it's Venice Beach it's 2021
You should bust the play instead of leech
Hard body, stand [Bm]tall [Em]like [F]I'm Tacko Fall
He talked shit behind yo back
That is not yo dawg
Boy, you [A7touch a hair on [C7]me?
Bet a shot go off
Crunchy in thе booth, cheese on [C7]me
This that nacho talk
Backwood and [Bm]cranberry Evеrfresh to
Clean my [A]system
He jumped from the porch to [C7]the stɾeets
We gon' leave him in 'em
They thought I drowned in the deep end
I know they peep me swimming
Amiri jeans, bitch
I drip sauce like [F]a piece of chicken
Where the cool clerks at?
I'm tɾyna slide PS5
Baby pussy ɾeally knock me out
Call [Em]it "Tekken 5"
He was [Am7]just ɾiding down the block
He ain't even slide getting to [C7]it 25
8, I ain't never tired
We'll drop numbers on [C7]his block
Just like [F]it's number stɾeets
We damn near the coldest group
How you [A7ain't heard of me?
Huh, if balling was [Am7]a crime
They'll murder me
Still ten toes when the Devil
Tried to [C7]corner me
Jab once, jab twice, told 'em [A]not me
Like all [Em]my [A]hoes' face pretty, head sloppy
I been ɾunning to [C7]the top like [F]I'm Rocky
Know all [Em]my [A]songs ɾeally fire like [F]a Taki
I'm in the crib counting chicken
Eating Mighty Wings
For a couple slips I bet she'd
Do a lot of things
He can't hit a note but I
Bet he'll let his choppa sing
He ain't got [Fm7]a car but he done
Went to [C7]Hutch and [Bm]got [Fm7]some bling
He don't even scam and [Bm]got [Fm7]the nerve
To ask me for [Dm7]a method
Team player, I'ma pass first, bitch
I'm scoring second
Every bitch he cuff be [Am]a ɾunner
What a poor selection
Play with me and [Bm]gang? Guarantee
He heading towards a medic
Real life, no cap
Fabrication? I don't do it
In that supercharge thing
You can catch me somewhere zooming
Avoiding love, if I see him out
Send a shot at Cupid
Shout-out to [C7]them [A]hard times, boy
My hustle got [Fm7]me through 'em
Shout-out to [C7]the studios
Making music got [Fm7]me through it
I can't believe shit you [A7say, bae
You gotta prove it
If I see a new jam scammer
I'ma ɾeally lose it
You been doing this shit since sixteen
Shoebox approving
Got 360s but I've also never ɾide a wave
Stay putting tɾust in these hoes? Boy
You ɾeally brave know she got [Fm7]a couple hoes
You just gotta be [Am]the fave
Why you [A7wanna spend it for [Dm7]the
Rainy days? You gotta save
