Tonalità: F minor
Verse 1
Em
I'm wishin' on a star
Am
To follow where you are
Em
Yeah, I'm shinin' like the sun
Money by the ton
Draco with a drum
Fuck my bitch till she come
Am
She wishin' on a star
I'm a product of the slums
Keep talkin' like you crazy
Bitch, I'm rippin' out your tongue
Em
Shinin' like the sun
Money by the ton
Draco with a drum
Fuck my bitch till she come
Am
She wishin' on a star,
I'm a product of the slums
Keep talkin' like you crazy,
Em
bitch, I'm rippin' out your time
She wishin' on a star,
she love a n***a car
Chews up a hank, bitch, and
I'ma take you far
Am
Fuck the other side,
we smoke n****s like cigars
These flawless -ass diamonds got a
n***a hittin' hard
Em
Dreadlock swing, rocks in my chain
These rap n****s lame,
dick ridin' for some fame
Am
I been runnin' circles round these
n****s since I came
N***a ride me,
I shoulda buried where you hang
Em
Playin' with the mob,
letting me guide
Popped two percs,
now I'm tryin' not to nod
Royce
Wraith, lookin' great in my garage
Quit actin' like you horrid in your babe,
I'ma dodge
Em
Blood, you a clown,
you better not come around
We knock niggas down,
we put suckas in the ground
Am
Click, click, boom,
I just love the way it sound
Throw him off the bridge,
he'll never get found
Em
The number one stunner,
baby, I'm a gunner
It's hot up in the winter and
it's cold in the summer
Am
I'm a big boss,
I ain't beefin' with a runner
Pull up with your bitch,
gettin' topped in a
Hummer
Em
I'm shinin' like the sun
Money by the ton
Draco with a drum
Fuck my bitch til she come
Am
She wishin' on a star I'm
a product of the slums
Keep talkin' like you crazy,
bitch I'm rippin' out your tongue
Em
Shinin' like the sun
Money by the ton
Draco with a drum
Fuck my bitch til she come
Am
She wishin' on a star I'm a
product of the slums
Keep talkin' like you crazy,
Em
bitch I'm rippin' out your tongue
My paper to the ceilin' I'm kickin' back,
chillin'
This ho mad at me,
tell her get up out her feelings
Am
I'm good in my hood,
niggas hate the way I'm livin'
I bump into your brother,
it's gon' be another killin'
Em
Bitch, I'm from the
South, diamonds in my mouth
Run up in your house,
lil' you slumped on your couch
Am
Hit him in his body,
he couldn't even say,
Your bitch on my dick,
blood, she hooked like a trout
Em
I got away with it,
they hate the way I did it
Designer on my body,
every day a n***a knit it
Am
Quit starin' through the window if you want it,
come and get it
Hear everything a n***a talkin' bout,
Em
I really live it
Steppin' on these roaches,
the mob makin' toasts
We be set trippin',
so be bold when you approach us
Am
Bitch, I'm havin' money,
you can't make me lose my focus
The first n***a in the race, we
showed you how to dose it
Em
Y 'all want smoke,
we turn suckers into ghosts
Dick in her throat,
y 'all get a whole dosage
Am
Quad full of dreadheads,
but bitch, I ain't from
Oakland
Swimmin' with these sharks,
don't get left up in this ocean
Em
I'm shinin' like the sun,
money by the ton
Draco with a drum,
fuck my bitch till she calm
Am
She wishin' on a star,
I'm a product of the slums
Keep talkin' like you crazy,
bitch, I'm rippin' out your tongue
Em
Shinin' like the sun, money by the ton
Draco with a drum,
fuck my bitch till she come
Am
She wishin' on a star,
I'm a product of the slums
Keep talkin' like you crazy, bitch,
Em
I'm rippin' out your tongue
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