调:G minor
Verse 1
Woah, woah, uh
Verse 2
Met her this evenin', already hit it, twice
Saint Laurent if she bougie
I'm faded like Boosie
She call Meechy over,
Nosedive in that coochie
Tie- dyed my lifestyle,
even bleached the pants
Next week, Japan
And die under the knife, Joan Rivers
get back to wylin'
Blood on your Timbs, shoot you
I think I just flooded the Benz
Verse 3
wake up,
got to blaze a little chronic
Thank the universe, a blessin',
Should've made a killin', go
Finger played with it, yo
Fetch a frequency, this ain't shit to me
She said she got a friend,
then let my nigga beat
She feelin' freaky,
beat the pussy like a champion
I dance with the Devil
Came back with a vengeance,
Christ off the hinges
You want it, I get you
These niggas ain't right,
and they claim they the shit
like we runnin' a race
Got an ounce to burn,
got a trip to make
G
C
G
Got an ounce to burn, got a trip to make
Verse 4
know how I keep mine
Call her up or quick to throw
up the peace sign
them seven grams
Real boss shit,
I don't expect you to understand
this is serious business
'Voidin the mischief while spendin'
these Benjamins
Em
C
Brought to you by the ungrateful police
beautiful melody
Will exhibit if I trip on the LSD
flip like aerobics
Components will kill my opponents
I cannot afford
To spend time with her when
chasin' these whores
for the killer contract
ever hug my moms, B
Not a fan of niggas that be
talkin' where I'm gon' be
C
Em
Don't talkin' to me 'less you talkin' bout a profit
Bm
Interlude 1
Em
Bm
Em
C
G
C
C
Verse 5
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