Tonalità: E major
Verse 1
D
Em
D
Em
Lil'
D
bitch,
you better watch your tone
You a first -night bitch,
Em
I ain't finna wait to
bone
D
Give it to me bitch,
stop playin' on my phone
bitch I ain't let your ex
throw that neck, then
I'm gone
Lil' bitch, stop comin' at me foul bitch
You should've been a ref and you
Em
bet ter watch your mouth
D
The head game crucial but you
ain't got no check
Talkin' bout you want a nigga that was
Em
D
bet ter than your ex, lil' nigga
Stop actin' like you bold, nigga
You politickin' on bitches,
Em
you just some
D
bold niggas I know bitches
from your city wanna blow, niggas
I don't want the bitch,
I'm finna let the bro hit her
Em
The streets hot and he not,
we some go -getters
D
I can taste the bitch if you
wanna go get her
Lord, nigga, if you want her,
better go get her
I give it to me, bitch, stop playin'
If I can't hit it now,
then you know I ain't stayin'
E
Give it to me, bitch,
D
stop playin' on my phone
Now you know a nigga high
and he all up in the drive
Em
D
Em
I said, give it to me, bitch, stop playin'
Lil' bitch, what you mean,
D
you ain't know a nigga, huh?
Lil' bitch, you a drinker?
Let a nigga fuck some
Look, I said, niggas goin' broke,
lookin' rich
Spendin' all they guap on a bitch, stuntin',
Em
bluntin', stackin' all them chips
Look,
D
I'm fuckin' your hoes,
she keep askin' for some more
Bitch's dick ain't free, girl,
Em
D
you gotta have some dough
Fuck niggas, sneak this and he
can hit it with his pole
Two cups, two liters, now
Em
D
I'm pourin' up a four
Ah, now
I'm pourin' up a four
Two cups, two liters, now
Em
D
I'm pourin' up a four
Bust it, we get it, bust it, we
get it, bust it, we get it, bust it
Man, there's money on my mind,
I started chasin' the bag, racin' the jack
Hop in the whip,
I'm doin' the dash
As I should take a bitch,
but it's makin' you mad
I don't want her anyway,
cause she ain't makin' a stack
Keep it a hundred with a n***a,
you ain't changin' the stack
Forty blow a n***a face
and put one in his back
Reggie smokin'
Reggie bush, I got him runnin' it back
Bitch, is that mustard?
You can smell it, I ain't sellin' the pack
It's all lies to the judge,
they ain't gettin' the fact
Get disrespectful with your tone,
bitch, get in the back
Don't let my n***a snatch your chain,
Eb
cause you ain't gettin' it back
D
Money plots, I only plot, so why
I'm gettin' this bag?
Don't got no time to waste with bitches,
make her get in the cab
Bm
D
Hurl her feelings for me,
fuck it, why this bitch so mad?
Yeah, ayy, that's why this bitch so mad
I said, give it to me, bitch, and stop playin'
If I can't hit it now,
then you know I ain't stayin'
E
D
Give it to me, bitch,
stop playin' on my phone
And you know a n***a high
and he all up in the dark
Em
I said, give it to me, bitch,
D
Em
and stop playin'
Lil' bitch, what you mean,
D
you ain't know a n***a, huh?
Lil' bitch, lil' trick
Let a n***a fuck some
It ain't no fun if the homie can't smack
I'm puttin' on her hair and
Em
I'm blowin' out her back
D
She good with her tongue,
so I hit her from the back
I don't work for the pussy,
Em
only work for the racks
D
And n****s switch up,
and these bitches pretty lame
Man, she know this dick dope,
E
I got the bitch switchin' lanes
D
Want some real peace shit,
I be talkin' hella game
Need one to try me,
Em
I'ma hit him with that thing
D
It ain't no fun if the homie can't smack
I'm pullin' on her here and
I'm blowin' out her back
She good with her tongue so
I hit her from the back
I don't work for the pussy,
only work for the racks
And niggas switch up and these
bitches really lame
Man she know this dick dope,
I got the bitch switchin' lanes
Want some real peace shit,
I be talkin' hella game
Need one to try me,
D
I'ma hit him with that thing
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