Chords
[Intro]
Bbm Ayy, we Fup, ayy
Bbm F Max c'mon we gotta do Bbmone take and shit
I don't wanna even Fneed no lean so pump it up Bbm F
[Verse 1]
BbmNew nigga on the block, yeah I Fgot my Glocky
Look Bbmlike I've been locked up, arms kinFda stocky
BbmWrist on rocky, wish a nigga Ftried to stop me
BbmUsain Bolt with the glizzy Fit's a track meet
BbmMake him take off like Migos F
In the kitchen Bbmwhippin' up the bricks, servin' kilos F
If I gotta Bbmget in your door I pick the key-hole F
Full of shit, Bbmbitches, boy these hoes like A-holes F
Every day I Bbmwake up, thinkin' 'bout the Pesos F
Gettin' bankBbmrolls, sayin' RIP to Bankroll, keepF the dank rolled
Bbm Codeine in the double Fcup I'm sippin', ayy
Bbm Stevie Wonder, it's gonna take aFway my vision, ayy
Bbm Double 07, with that Glock, I Fgot precision, ayy
Bbm You be talkin' 'bout the shit, when FI been did it, ayy
Bbm Free my niggas Fin that jam
BbmI don't give a shit, and I don't give a FHoover damn
Last Bbmbitch said I wasn't shit, you wanna Flet me cram
BbmHit it from the back, oh yes, Fah yeah
Chopper Bbmmake your brains turn to eggs, Sam-FI-Am
I had a Bbmfeelin' they was gon' switch up, Will FI Am
Two pints of BbmWockhardt, sealed up, in Fmy hand
Clean Bbmnigga, but I'm sippin' 'til I do the Fmuddy dance
Broke Bbmnigga, I got rich and now I do the Fmoney dance
Feel like BbmHugh Hefner, these bitches finna do the Fbunny dance
On the Bbmdick, for a trick, then after that she Ffucked her friend
I ain't gonna Bbmtrick off no bitch, I don't pay, I Fjust get in
[Chorus]
Bbm I ain't really usually the one to Fbe talking my shit, but
I think i'm Bbmfinna talk my shit one time for the one time F
Two times, maybe a Bbmfew times F
Bbm Ruinin' careers, man this shitF easy Bbm
What my nigga Davis Fsay, this shit beyondBbm me, Fyo, ayy
[Verse 2]
Okay I'm Bbmback in, getting it crackin', Fwith ya broad
After Bbmshe helped me get my rocks off, she Ffucked the squad
They think I'm a Bbmbitch because they heard the sad songs, that's a Ffacade
I'm on them Bbmniggas that'll have an atheist screamin' out Fto God
I don't Bbmwant no problems, really, I'm just tryna get Fmy sack up
But if Bbmit's a problem, bruh gon' come and shoot you Ffrom the neck up
That Bbmbitch a lil' giraffe the way she bend over Fand neck us
Got killers, BbmTexas silver black berettas if they Fdisrespect us
[Outro]
Bbm Way, way, way, Fway, way, way
Bbm Out my way, Fway, way, way
Bbm Way, way, way, Fway, way, way
Bbm Out my way, Fway, way, way
Bbm Way, way, way, Fway, way, way
Bbm Out my way, Fway, way, way
Bbm Way, way, way, Fway, way, way
Bbm Out my way, Fway, way, way Bbm F
