调：F# minor•
Intro 1
F#m
D
Verse 1
F#m
drugs, more big shit
It's mo' money, mo' drugs,
mo' plane trips
G's quick
It's mo' murder, mo' thugs, mo'
G's shit
Niggas grindin',
It's mo' money, mo' drugs,
mo' plane trips
F#m
G's
I got the dunk that will give y 'all the
Whitney lift
The
Bobby
Fuck around and get your chain
and your cafe tips
takin' pictures
Brandish your guns,
but when the caters start dumpin'
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Niggas panic and run , where you be,
where you from?
What's really good with you?
You suck it straight
Winnie the
I'm off the whole juice,
hypnotic liquid
F#m
Bisquick
And niggas ain't up on this
murderous misfit
Niggas ain't heard of or
I'm targeting niggas that's
big with big thangs
With
D
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NBA money that's taller than y 'all men
I'll advise you to carry
your thang thang
Cause
California ain't all act
It's more murder,
more thugs, more shit
D
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Niggas dying to be catty over street shit
It's more money, more drugs,
more plane trips
It's more murder, more thugs, more
G's shit
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Niggas dying to be catty over street shit
It's more money, more drugs,
more plane trips
F#m
G's
You can wait up,
I'm finna cake up like
Hostess I'm out the door,
Oh shit, I feel it better prep
your trunks
Cause this beat gon' make cats fuck with
Congested funk, adrenaline,
thugs are timid
Make you jet a hundred
You haters weigh women in your ass,
what's up?
I'm in the streets moving
device your truck
Millennium holo -fire that
More moves than an
M1 tape
I'm a hero like
Batman and
Known to coordinate funerals
without the weight
The casket gon' stay closed
yeah, without the brakes
Off the chronicle that dudes
more deep shit
Niggas dying up in
It's more money, more drugs,
more plane trips
It's more murder, more thugs,
more deep shit
Niggas dying up in
It's more money, more drugs,
more plane trips
Young
T's well known for fingerin' triggers
Miss me dog with the dwindlin' fingers
I need mine, you can call me an
Indian giver
No ties with
FedEx, but I'm quick to deliver
I'll see you in the town when I touch it
I make haters' high -performance
shit look like ruckets
I smoke backwood ruffage
and count ducats
Crystal
Maverick, fizzle long like
I blow big like wind tunnels,
me and the fam
Eyes tight like I was born
Japan
Cali's beaches are sand
Come out and get stripped
EPA, that garden block
Where niggas talk about thug
on the hardest spots
California, home of the
It's more murder,
more thugs, more shit
D
F#m
Niggas dying to be catty over street shit
It's more money, more drugs,
more plane trips
Niggas hustlin',
It's more murder,
more thugs, more shit
D
F#m
Niggas dying to be catty over street shit
It's more money, more drugs,
more plane trips
Niggas hustlin',
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tryna get some cheese quick
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More going down
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