Key: Bb minor•
Verse 1
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Fm
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Creep on in,
Fm
Bbm
Ab
on in, on in
Gb
Ab
Gb
See I'm ridin' high, whoa
Gb
F
I got fire, I got fire
Bbm
Gb
I still do be spittin' loogies
I got some bucks on it,
Nevertheless, I'm hella fresh,
rollin' joints like the cigarette
Ab
Gb
So pass it across the table like ping pong
I'm gone,
Am
F
beatin' my chest like King Kong
another sloggy
Fools all kickin' like Shinobi
Ab
Gb
Probably let my friend hit spit
Unless you pull out the Fat Christie
Five dollar bill on the real before
it's history
Cause fools be having
them vacuum lungs
And if you let them eat it for free,
I come to school
with a tailor on my earlobe
Avoiding all the flick teasers,
skeezers, and weirdos
and pass my bomb back
this serious
Bomb will make a n***a go delirious
like Andy Murphy
I got more growing pains than Maggie
Cause homie snagged me,
Am
F
to take the dank out of the bag
Bbm
I vibe on it, I don't fall, let's get deep
Bbm
Ab
mess ing with that ain't no weed
got me stuck and I'm so bad
Ab
Gb
I got vibe on it,
whenever I can
Don't need no crutch, I'm so keyed up
Till the joint be burnin' my hand
but they know they gotta pitch in
Then I roll a joint
that's longer than your extension
Cause I'll be damned if you get
high off me for free
What's up, don't babysit that,
better pass the joint
Stop hittin' cause
you know you got asthma
Crack the 40 open, homie, and guzzle it
Cause I know the weed in my sys
I know I feel cause I
done smoked major weed,
And every time we with Chris,
that fool rollin' up a fatty
A
F
But the Tanqueray straight had me
I don't fold, let's get key
Gb
Bbm
I got five on it
Messin' with that, ain't no weed
Ab
Gb
I got five on it
I be stuck and I'm so bad
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Gb
I got five on it,
hung off the night train
You fade, I fade,
so let's head to the east
Hit the strobe to nine -oh,
but I'm no budget
Still rollin' the two -do,
cut the same old bucket
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Gb
Foggy windows, soggy endo
I'm in the land,
Bbm
Gb
Benz smoke, yuh, got sprayer layin' down
Homies don't play around,
we down to blaze a pound
Then ease up,
speed up through the E .S .O.
And everybody's throat up
I'm the roller, that's with the photo
Blunt out of a bunch of sticky doughs, yuh
Hold up, suck up my weed
It's all you need, kickin' feet
Cause we're I .B.'s,
Am
F
we need to have like a fool
Bbm
I five on it, grab your phone, let's get ye
I got five on it,
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Bbm
Ab
nothing with that and no weed
got me stuck and I'm so bad
I got five on it,
F
Bbm
partner let's go have fun inside
You
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsBbm Fm Ab Gb F...
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