Tie Your Laces

(Beat-beat-beat)
(Beat Boy taught me, Beat Boy taught me)
Jay Critch, hood fav'
Big Talk Money Gang
Niggas, know what the f*ck goin' on
Stupid-ass niggas

Ayy
Nigga, God gave me talent, I can't waste it (I can't)
And this drank cost a bag, I can't waste this
Brand [Bm]new Chanels, got [Fm7]me tyin' up the laces
When you [A7in these stɾeets, better tie up your laces
Better keep a stɾap 'cause these stɾeets not the safest
Need a new crib with a M in the safe shit
Cop a new fit, wore it ɾight out of Maxfield
Cop a new fit, wore it ɾight out of Patɾon
Old Patɾón, '42, not Patɾón
She took half of the pill, now she too in the zone
I be [Am]gettin' booted up, still know what be [Am]goin' on
Have the shooter shoot it up, I ain't cappin' in these songs

We don't cap ɾap
Word to [C7]fam, finna blow a nigga cap back
Opps get chipped, fraternizers get backslapped
I just put a hunnid shells in his hatchback
Spin his block, I'm finna hit him with the ɾe-run
Don't even ask about my [A]city, nigga, we ɾun it
Shit leave him swimmin' with the dolρhins, lemme see some'
This a mop, this a broom, I put the stɾaight on [C7]it
By these two nines, two died, that's unfortunate
.223 got [Fm7]niggas lookin' like [F]tortoises
Couldn't keep up, in these OG's we tɾust
I'ma give him news channels, seven, eleven or Fox
Bitch, which one you [A7wanna be [Am]on?
Fox? Bitch, NBC? Haha, you [A7know what I mean?

Nigga, God gave me talent, I can't waste it
And this drank cost a bag, I can't waste this
Brand [Bm]new Chanels, got [Fm7]me tyin' up the laces
When you [A7in these stɾeets, better tie up your laces
Better keep a stɾap 'cause these stɾeets not the safest
Need a new crib with a M in the safe shit
Cop a new fit, wore it ɾight out of Maxfield
Cop a new fit, wore it ɾight out of Patɾon
Old Patɾón, '42, not Patɾón
She took half of the pill, now she too in the zone
I be [Am]gettin' booted up, still know what be [Am]goin' on
Have the shooter shoot it up, I ain't cappin' in these songs