调:D major
Verse 1
Bb
Don't make him mad,
Dm
Gm
Bb
he'll put that side bitch on him
Don't make him mad,
Gm
Bb
he'll put that side bitch on him
Dm
You made him mad,
Bb
he put you right back on there
Dm
You made him mad,
Gm
Bb
he put you right back where you started
Dm
Ain't got no more wristband
Bb
(Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa)
Dm
You heard 'bout shaggin' my figures,
ey
Gm
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Bb
Fuck your thot
F
Dm
Pussy ass nigga
Gm
Bb
Hop off a jet, hop off a Jeep
Dm
Hop off a jet, hop off a skrrt
Gm
Bb
Hop off a jet, hop on a jet
Hop off a jet, hold on!
F
Shot that boy so many
Verse 2
times
Bb
Gm
he caught on fire
Bb
Every single night I'm spittin' fire
F
Tryna count my profit,
Gm
baby watch 'em
I'm tired of one, I need two,
Bb
F
threesome (yeah)
Gm
Bb
I need a threesome
Gm
Bb
F
Just give me a threesome
Gm
Bb
Three, three, three, three, threesome
Gm
Eb
Bb
Push your head up
F
in these strong arms
Gm
Bb
Every single eve I lean on
F
Ashes in the Bentley, I'm that raw
Gm
Wedding room in my Japanese home
Bb
Rockin' gas in my Japanese draw
Gm
Bb
ers (rockin' gas)
My friends signed my Japanese wall
Vintage clothes, they kinda cost
I think you lost,
F
Bb
baby girl I think you lost but
Dm
Don't make him mad, he'll put that
Verse 3
Gm
Bb
side bitch on him
Dm
Gm
Don't make him mad, he'll put
Bb
that side bitch on him
Dm
You made him mad,
Gm
Bb
he put you right back on there
Dm
You made him mad,
Gm
Bb
he put you right back where you started
Dm
Ain't got no more wristbands
Gm
Bb
but I got bands on me
Dm
He ain't got no more wristbands
Gm
Bb
but I got bands on me
Dm
I'm in the whip, my clan will tat they
Gm
Bb
names on me
Dm
You can't trick me like I got the
Bb
answers tatted on me
Verse 4
It ain't got no scratches on me
Bb
F
Bb
I got a ratchet hoe and I got that ratchet on me
Gm
My life like dominoes,
Bb
I can't make mistakes lil' homie
F
Gm
Ay, I ain't got no scratches nowhere
Bb
I got good skin like a cover girl
F
You can come and chill
Gm
with me
Bb
Let's drink a pint of codeine
Verse 5
Bb
F
Blessed when she on search she a lil easy
Gm
Bb
Breezy beautiful thugger girls with me
F
Enjoy the wealth until you're gone
Gm
Pillsbury doughboy on strong
Bb
F
Wearing the seat belt just 'cause my son
Gm
Bb
I put a corder on the neck of my son
I got your back,
I got some red in my tummy
I want some velvet on
my Maybach in a month
I got the itch,
Dm
Bb
still I ain't traded in or nothin'
Gm
Bb
I got like twenty cars, baby pick one
Verse 6
Don't make him mad,
Dm
Gm
Bb
he'll put that side bitch on him
Dm
Don't make him mad,
Gm
Bb
he'll put that side bitch on him
Dm
You made him mad,
Bb
he put you right back on there
Dm
You made him mad,
Bb
he put you right back where you started
Dm
Ain't got no more wristbands
Gm
Bb
but I got bands on me
He ain't got no more wrist
Dm
Gm
Bb
bands but I got bands on me
Dm
I'm in the whip, my clan will tat they
Gm
Bb
names on me
Dm
You can't trick me like I got the
Bb
answers tatted on me
Dm
It ain't got no scratches on me
Bb
Bird on my boots
Verse 7
Dm
Bb
Mm, you kick 'em, let bitches swoop
Dm
Bb
Mm, how dare you, I kick a bullet
Dm
Bb
Mm, my chains, I'm Rick the Ruler
Dm
Mm, that's foreign,
Bb
Dm
ain't no skoom
Bb
We killin', ain't tryna sue you
Dm
Mm, head a long way from
Bb
Raymond news
Dm
Bb
Mm, 2017Porshes zoom, mm
F
I see you eatin' girl, you full
Gm
Bb
Got Molly in my Red Bull
F
I'm with the dolls, and yeah we cruel
Gm
Everything you do be fire like you
Verse 8
Bb
Don't make him mad, he'll
Dm
Bb
put that side bitch on him
Dm
Don't make him mad,
Bb
he'll put that side bitch on him
Dm
You made him mad,
Bb
he put you right back on there
Dm
You made him mad,
Bb
he put you right back where you started
Dm
Ain't got no more wristbands
Bb
(Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa)
Dm
You heard 'bout shaggin' my fig ures,
ey
Gm
(Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
Bb
Fuck your thot
Dm
Pussy ass nigga
Gm
Bb
Hop off a jet, hop off a Jeep
Dm
Hop off a jet, hop off skrrt
Bb
Hop off a jet, hop on a jet
Hop off a jet, hold on!
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