Tonalità: Ab major
Verse 1
C
D
C
Shout out to the don, man
B
The king of talkin' 'bout this
Bb
But I'ma tell you how I put
swingers on the foreign
D
C
And did me though
Spill me?
Yeah
Verse 2
C
It was a '17 Maybach,
D
C
all black, leather seats
Fresh out a coupe shop,
it cost me 'bout two hundred G's
D
Could've bought some Forgiatos, but it
G
C
came on twenty- threes
I'm the young nigga ridin' around,
the city in one of these
Verse 3
Pillows in the backseat recline,
this a cabin
C
G
Only sit two people up in the back,
B
it come with tablets
C
TV screens lavish,
C
F
Maybach when you turn it on
G#m
G
I can change my ambient lights,
G#m
G
in my cell phone
G#
G#m
F#
Red, blue, or green
V12 engine mean
Verse 4
E#
F#
C
Refrigerator up in the back
B
to keep cold my lean
F#
When I used to be a fiend
Ridin' down King
Wrapped pink all on my car
B
'cause I made millions
F#
Off of queens
B
F#
C
D
That's what that double M stand for
C
I took off the twenty- three,
B
and equipped glass fours
Verse 5
C
Twenty- inch fifteens crawl
C
I done turned it to the Olympics,
F#
they gotta hurdle my foes
B
That's for sure
C
I'm the first in the city to ride
D
C
glass on a Maybach
Had the streets goin' wild like Mike Billy,
way back
D
Who? Nigga, Mike Jones
C
But the difference is,
Verse 6
that was the cheapest car I own
C
D
See, I bought twelve more of them bitches
C
I went Mulsanne and then
Rolls on them bitches
Then I bought the '65 and threw fours,
D
on them bitches
C
Now that's two cars glassy
Sauce Walka all through
the streets splashy
F#
Drop the top on my car, I'm ashy
Verse 7
But my whips clean
F#
B
C
These quarter million dollar cars on G15s
F#
Fours poking' out by the grills,
lookin' like lip rings
B
OGs think I'm trippin' for real,
but this was Hawk's dream
F#
Evolution, education, revolution
You think swingers wasn't 'posed
B
to levitate, then you stupid
Verse 8
B
F#
These exotic cars
Exotic engines for exotic stars
Takin' bitches on exotic
B
trips for a ménage à trois
F#
D
At the seawall, everybody wanna,
B
know who you are
F#
B
When you a ghetto superstar, nigga
F#
You think if Pat was alive,
D
he wouldn't drive new cars, nigga?
C
B
You think he
Verse 9
F#
wouldn't have
B
giraffes in the garage, nigga?
F#
Them ain't OGs
B
Back then, they was ridin' in 83s
C
We also had in- dashes,
not fuckin' touchscreens and Bluetooth
D
C
No USBs, OnStar, or Google
F#
Stop actin' like this whole world,
B
C
we live in ain't new, fool
Verse 10
C
F#
Stop actin' like the culture should
D
n't raise with the time
C
F#
C
People wanna see Ferraris
on swings comin' down
But the fours look cheap when
D
C
they only on the fleek
The people from out of town can't
understand how we think
Verse 11
B
F#
But it's Forgis on the Rolls truck
Nigga only twenty- five,
B
you in your slab and to him you
C
Like an old fuck
F
F#
Really like an old duck with no luck
B
F#
Whole time you got more
B
money than that nigga
You really swoled up
G
F#
You wanna show it
Verse 12
F#
But you ain't even ballin' right
and you ain't even know it
B
Put them swingers on that
F#
Lambo' truck and then explode it
Put them swingers on that Aston,
no, go two- door it
F#
Watch they crew know
Verse 13
it
F
C
'Cause this ain't no
F#
D
1982 comin' through
This a 2021 or 2022
B
I threw Bape on my Maybach,
they knew I was the truth
I threw Bape on the
Verse 14
'65, decapitated roof
The brains is loose
I bang the goose
The birds, nigga
I was swingin' 84s over curbs, nigga
Like I was tryna cut grass
My cars talk back to me now,
I had a bus pass
The seats make the girls hop in,
I call 'em touch ass
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