Tonalità: B major
Verse 1
This bitch from Australia and
I'm an alien
(808 Mafia)
Verse 2
Gm
I sip out a cup of this shit,
it's so muddy, but I love it, baby
When I jump out the whip,
when I hop out the whip then I'm fresh in the latest
I do what I want, and I smoke 'til I'm faded
I drink 'til I pass out,
I wake up and drink up again
Verse 3
I pour up again and again
Gm
I said I wasn't gon' fuck with that bitch,
then I fucked her again
Cm
Gm
I scream out the gutter and the sewer,
the streets turned a boy to a man
I nodded off with that Ruger, I took
your bitch to Aruba
She fuck with Super 'cause
she got that super
When I say super,
that's young Super Future
We never gon' lose,
we never gon' lose
Verse 4
Gm
Never gon' lose 'cause these
bitches gon' choose
These bitches gon' be who they is
Walkin' and talkin' like classy
You a hoe to your heart,
Eb
Gm
you a hoe to your heart
You know I'll be workin' that boy,
Verse 5
I'ma pour it
Gm
Servin' that boy out the back of the yard
Fuck on your hoe,
I'm just playin' my cards
Whip after whip put up in the garage
Sip on the lean like a fifth of the dark
Hop in the Spur,
then might hop in the Porsche
Verse 6
Gm
Telly then rally and gather the squad
Ab
Eb
Yeah, girl eat the squad
Gm
Me and my niggas so
motherfuckin' tight
You can't even tell us apart
Fuck a bitch every single
damn night
Verse 7
Ain't nothin' but an avatar
Gm
Valet the car on the curb like
I'm swervin' on alcohol
Get to poppin' them Percocets and
Eb
Xanax like they some Tylenol
Gm
I re member nights in Europe
sayin' we ain't fallin' off
I'm on a lot of green,
we gotta have some green
When I hit the plane and I board it
Verse 8
Gm
I got a magazine with no Visine
Just ridin' around with this .40
She gon' thug for me,
she gon' thug for me
Ab
In Ohio, that's my shorty
Gm
We ain't playin' around
These diamond rings gon'
go upside your noggin
You see they try sabotage me, then copy
They wasn't playin' fair no- no,
Verse 9
no- no, no- no
Gm
Bitch is a bozo, she clown in the photos
We sell that coco, you talkin' to po- po
You know that's a no,
though, you know that's a no- no
Know that's a no- no, no-
no- no, no- no- no
Came at the door, pour,
serve out the paddy door
Bitch I'm your man and your daddy,
hoe
Panty droppers had no panties on
Bitch, you steppin' in, no panties on
Verse 10
Gm
Back with these stallions, back- to- back, back, back- to-
back with these stallions
Like she trunk after trunk, I just carry on
Got the sack on me,
Ab
now I just carry it
Gm
Got some M's in New Orleans,
I buried it
For the cash and some M's, I'll marry it
See the way they just jumped
on the bandwagon
Went bought a G- Wagen
Ab
Gm
56 nights, I had to get at it
Mayweather, Pacquiao, nigga, we still at it
Get up and get at it, guns like I'm
Verse 11
Bin Laden (Bin Laden)
Gm
I sip out a cup of this shit, it's so muddy,
but I love it, baby
When I jump out the whip,
when I hop out the whip then I'm fresh in the latest
I do what I want, and I smoke 'til I'm faded
I drink 'til I pass out,
I wake up and drink up again
Ab
I pour up again and again
Verse 12
Gm
I said I wasn't gon' fuck with that bitch,
then I fucked her again
I scream out the gutter and the sewer,
Ab
the streets turned a boy to a man
Gm
I nodded off with that Ruger, I took
your bitch to Aruba
She fuck with Super 'cause
she got that super
When I say super,
that's young Super Future
We never gon' lose, we never gon' lose
Verse 13
Gm
Gm
Woo
These bitches gon' choose
Gm
We never gon' lose
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