Tonalità: F# minor
Verse 1
C#m
A
C#m
(CashMoneyAP)
F#m
C#m
A
C#m
F#m
C#m
(Chapo)
CashMoney, CashMoney, yeah, yeah, yeah
Verse 2
A
Long days up on the block,
B
C#m
a nigga got a sun tan
I'm looking back upon my past,
a nigga came from nothin'
A
These niggas say they wanna blast me,
B
C#m
but that Glocky on me
You run up on me, kill your bitch- ass,
then I'll shoot your homie
A
The way I'm feelin',
C#m
I've been feelin' like a star
F#m
Need to slow down on the drugs,
C#m
keep poppin' these bars
A
C#m
I got about four cars up in the gar age
And I can't even drive,
but them bitches push start (ayy)
Pushin' straight,
B
backpack, choppa bullets, rat- a- tat
C#m
Bad yellow bitch eatin' dick
F#m
C#m
like a Rap Snack
Her pussy on fat- fat,
A
C#m
you know I'ma hit that
She said she never had a orgasm,
F#m
I'ma fix that
C#m
Bitch, I'm mar ried to the game,
I won't ever get a prenup
My bitch, she playing with my balls,
F#m
C#m
call her Serena
I be beating the pussy up
A
C#m
just like Ike did Tina
B
C#m
She turned my dick white 'cause
F#m
that bitch was a creamer
C#m
She off of X pills,
A
C#m
F#m
Perkys, Roxys, and the Molly
C#m
A
And I like the way she move her body
C#m
She gave me head in the backseat
F#m
C#m
of the Maserati
Verse 3
C#m
A
Baby, ride me
C#m
F#m
She like the way I ride the beat
C#m
A
Ride me
C#m
F#m
C#m
Baby, get on top of me, yeah
Verse 4
You was at the school and
A
B
I was at the bank
C#m
I be smoking opps and
F#m
you be smoking dank
C#m
And, bitch, I keep a gun,
A
bitch, you keep a shank
B
C#m
And you know that I'm a shooter,
F#m
that's how I got my name
C#m
I got way too many bitches, mane,
A
it's looking like a pageant
C#m
She can't speak no English,
F#m
C#m
but that bitch, she call me daddy
F#m
C#m
A
Just like a plane, if I see the oppositions,
then I'm crashing
C#m
This chopper sang,
F#m
make him dance like that nigga Michael Jackson
C#m
Ayy, I'm a glizzy toter,
B
like a notebook, I'ma fold her
C#m
She was slurpin' on my dick like
she drinking on some soda
F#m
C#m
That bitch, she love giving brain, yeah,
A
C#m
you know that I control her
B
C#m
She got a big ol' onion booty,
F#m
so I told her bend it over
C#m
When I hit her from the back,
B
had that bitch screaming Crip
C#m
'Cause when I get done she
F#m
C#m
gon' walk with a limp
F#m
C#m
Lotta niggas came with me
A
like the slaves on the ship
B
C#m
And my trap going dumb,
F#m
doing acrobatic flips (ayy, uh)
C#m
I got this Glocky up in
A
my pocket and I'ma pop it
C#m
She popping molly, she off a molly,
F#m
she give me noggin
C#m
I'm off a Roxy,
A
I'm codeine bopping, I'm codeine bopping
C#m
The coldest nigga in the game so you
F#m
C#m
know I'm never stopping
A
She drinking Hennessy
C#m
F#m
She popping Xannies
C#m
A
She always on her knees
C#m
F#m
That's why her nigga can't stand me,
yeah, yeah
Verse 5
C#m
Yeah, yeah
Uh, huh
Outro 1
Uh, huh (yeah, yeah)
A
B
C#m
F#m
C#m
A
B
C#m
F#m
C#m
A
C#m
F#m
C#m
A
C#m
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