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Verse 1
you know what I'm talking bout'
Am
G
I peep these niggas out here they slipping
like they ain't bout
Money no more man,
You know what we goin' do ha?
What we been doing, huh, nigga
Keep fucking hoes
Loading up on mo' bitches
Then you know what I'm saying,
we goin' get greedy too, nigga
I ain't never gettin' full,
I'm full blooded with this grind
Verse 2
hard to the fullest
I got the sawed off fully,
We hit em' up when they ain't
Damn
Knock his top to his bottom,
You see me grind from the bottom
Am
G
Em
just to make it to the bottom
You bitch could get it for
acting like a man
packin' like ya man
I back his hand ya man on command
I'm on, I adjust in different climates
You ain't did it till you done it like
You don't even come up to a
What the fuck they play it
Real shit I'm ducking
that I'm a drug lord
heaven boulevard
Damn, them niggas pussy and jive
face crook to the side
you just looking high
Am
G
Em
And when we hungry you look like pie
G
Bm
Em
Sweet potato ass nigga, you lemon meringue,
What up gizzle you my distant brother
G
Em
You not know me for nothing other I'm something other than people you feel,
I'm deeper for real
my speeches can kill
Verse 3
its all about one thing nigga
If you 'bout money nigga come fuck with us,
If you ain't bout money get the
fuck from 'round us nigga
And whatever you 'bout,
we 'bout it
However you wanna get
it we can give it to ya
Put ya prints in nigga
Am
Em
G
Put ya feet down and ya nuts on the
Verse 4
You sleep in a field for trying the dude
turns ya mind to food
Bm
Em
Foot for thought, think I ain't lying to you
Am
G
I lie his body in grease set fire to him
put the tires to him
Am
G
I'm near heating and blaze a nigga keep
They ways when I'm in the
streets with Blake
he'll eat the plate
Em
G
Em
the homeboy will eat'chaface, yea
And though he got me,
I keep the eight
My side pocket sideways
Am
Em
When I pop it leave a nigga sideways
For five days
Verse 5
I tell em' again, shorty
Em
G
Bm
motherfuck from 'round us, nigga
Verse 6
Em
Am
G
Em
Lay down logs call me ground law
Don't confuse me with the law,
nah but just confuse me with my paw
Am
Gm
G
Because I am the Birdman J- R
G
Bm
With the 40 cal Ripkin, nigga, rip a nigga
Em
Am
Flip ya vehicle, split ya windshield
And people say that I am a kid still,
G
Em
'cause the lil' nigga still rides on big wheels
You feeling animal then
Say I'm slight bananas I blow
a weekend in Havana
Man a train couldn't stop ya man
Am
Em
G
I man up and you not a man
That's the new plan
Verse 7
money get at me nigga
That's the only way
Dumb shit, we 'bout that,
get at me, yeah under- dig?
Nigga roll solo, dolo nigga
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