Tonalità: F# minor
Verse 1
Am
PlayBoy on this bitch but
he ain't playin' though
Dm
Em
Am
Yeah, oh yeah, slatt,
Em
Dm
Am
slatt, slatt, slatt
Verse 2
Yeah, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt yeah
Dm
Am
Shots from the Drac' left a nigga dead
Well, he was talking 'bout me
Dm
Em
Tell that pussy nigga pick his casket
Am
'cause YoungBoyabout it
Won't make a diss, I won't say shit,
Em
go talk to God about it
Dm
Am
Let me tell a story 'bout a youngin' with
a dirty .40
He conniving', he gon' make his
money from them bodies
Dm
Momma's cryin',
Em
he the fuckin' reason that they dyin'
Am
He so slimey, wipe a nigga nose,
that's that slime shit
Em
Dm
Am
Dm
Shawty slidin', got 'em thinking different,
Am
that's that mind switch
Verse 3
Am
Punch on a nigga for Lil' Ben,
his muscles full of them risers
Dm
Am
Dump died with a FN, his gun
was still in his pocket
Live by lord, the way it end blood
gon' draw from the heart
Em
Am
Transformation, look how I switch it,
I was wrong from the start
You never said you let two
niggas run a train
You never said that you was
Dm
known for givin' brain
Am
Em
Bitch you done brought me so
Am
much pain (bitch)
When it's time,
how the fuck I'm gon' explain?
Em
Am
To the ones that I put last 'cause
I was tryna be a man
I'm just sayin'
Your heart been abducted
'cause it's been stolen
Dm
Em
The only way to find it is the carats from
Am
the Rollie (I'm chosen)
Your heart been abducted
Deceived emotions
Dm
Choices already chosen
Am
Dm
Am
Promise already broken
Verse 4
Am
Shots from the Drac' left a nigga dead
Well, he was talking 'bout me
Dm
Am
Em
Tell that pussy nigga pick his casket
Am
'cause YoungBoy about it
Won't make a diss, I won't say shit,
Em
go talk to God about it
Dm
Am
Let me tell a story 'bout a
youngin' with a dirty .40
He conniving, he gon' make his
money from them bodies
Dm
Momma's cryin',
Em
he the fuckin' reason that they dyin'
Am
He so slimey, wipe a nigga nose,
that's that slime shit
Em
Dm
Em
Dm
Shawty slidin', got 'em thinking different,
Em
that's that mind switch
Am
He throw gangs
Verse 5
Am
signs,
pants off his ass
He say he bang now,
Dm
them people told 'em fuck 'em
Em
He came up and now
they shame now
Am
People say that nigga changed, huh?
Em
He look the same, huh?
Dm
Em
On folk king Dave throw treys huh,
Am
Dm
Am
you'd be amazed, huh?
Verse 6
Am
Bandana on that 30 now,
that stick'll knock 30 down
Dm
Am
That nigga talk is down,
Em
that bitch ain't never came around
Am
Blast when that gutter 'round,
Em
he knocked 2victims down
Dm
Trap got a eviction now,
Am
which one of you niggas snitchin' now?
Verse 7
Am
He throw gangs signs, pants off his ass
He say he bang now,
Dm
them people told 'em fuck 'em
Em
Am
He came up and now they shame now
People say that nigga changed, huh?
Em
He look the same, huh?
Dm
On folk king Dave throw treys huh,
Am
you'd be amazed, huh?
Verse 8
He conniving, he gon' make his
money from them bodies
Dm
Momma's cryin',
Em
he the fuckin' reason that they dyin'
Am
He so slimey, wipe a nigga nose,
that's that slime shit
Em
Dm
Am
Shawty slidin', got 'em thinking different,
Em
Am
that's that mind switch
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