调：C major•
Intro 1
B
Verse 1
Eight figure deal figure how I'm
courtside at clip game
Still pop ace king shit I'm
with Rozay
Black Maybach leather gloves on that OJ
OK the day you beating me
bitch no day
Bandz a make her dance that's
thousand dollar foreplay
AK get a full clip not a sound wave
You kissed her in her mouth,
ask her how my dick taste
Bitch nigga you don't want no drama
I'm worth a couple commas
It's death before dishonour
Last king come sign up all my shit
be designer
Extraordinary rhymer I bodied
yo' shit for nothin'
Wes, west up, hot temper
Get wet up she give me head not neck up
She clean the mess up
One false move death from gesture
Cash in the safe I don't feel no pressure
Verse 2
(All) all my shit dope
(All) all my shit dope
'Cause it's 187 how
I killing these hoes
Verse 4
'Cause it's 187 how I killing these hoes
B
Shit
H on the buckle Hermes on the hustle
Crown on the watch she got
niggas still thuggin'
8.7 on the crib so fuck it
Went gold in a month so
it ain't no budget
New chains, Rolex links
New chick just to drag my mink
New car just to ride around here
Aviator crew we fliest 'round here
Hating on hood niggas
dying 'round here
Bath Salt Boss,
got insurance on the beard
Cars rock star dope boys at odds
I done seen it all but it's back
to these broads'
Hands clap like a nigga in the stadium
Million dollar chain but
I'm rocking 8 of 'em
I see you sleeping boy don't make
me pick your label up
Scottie Pippen on the dribble
I just laid 'em up
Another triple got me tripping
like it's angel dust
We just winning all the women
in my table ah
Say my name say my name
nigga say my name
A hunnid million dollar nigga,
Verse 5
nigga, say my name
B
I'm dope
(All) all my shit dope
(All) all my shit dope
'Cause it's 187 how
I killing these hoes
Verse 6
(All) all my shit dope
'Cause it's 187 how I killing these hoes
Verse 7
them pull them things out
cause my car topless
Off topic, get on top it
wish us some absence
So sincere in her belly,
that's the nah shit
King announcing that gangsta
shit we mobbin'
We taking your dollars Creflo no white collar
I (pop, pop) wish a
nigga would call Thomas
Bitch, I'm the bomb call
me the uni- bomber
Money in my game I'm driving
shit that's insane
You niggas stay in your lane no playing
ain't nothing changed
Pardon this good regime,
I make your girl David Blaine
Murder was the case all the kids
Verse 8
say that nigga T- raw
B
I'm dope
(All) all my shit dope
(All) all my shit dope
'Cause it's 187 how I killing
these hoes
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