Key: D# minor•
Verse 1
Ebm
Cb
My literature is literal,
Abm
bruh I'm killin' you niggas in every syllable, bruh
Somebody call
Cb
Bb
TM, the littler bruhs
Mad cause they too
Bb
Ebm
Cb
Cause our flavor sounds
like vibrators
Phones on silent, clippers,
Scott
Pagers
Abm
Ebm
Put it together, the vote, let's travel
So our footprints show no signs of tiring
in the retirement
Cb
Bb
Homes get ac quired,
we zoned in new environments
Cb
Ebm
Lessendary it is,
I give it about a year,
the league will be the lead
And me, I'm
Von
Tanya
Cb
Ebm
a word from our sponsors
A lot of people wanna talk about me
put they arm around me
throw tits in my face
I try to do my best and act
within reason
Tay, but touche,
Bb
A
apparently my dick is in season
Cb
but cause the truth and the power of my words can't be denied
Fon
Abm
Cb
Tigger is still the head nigga in charge,
Bb
got all you motherfuckers saying fair east side
Cb
but I see through the bullshit you're selling cause nobody's buying
Abm
Y 'all niggas too shook to be y 'allself,
Ebm
Bb
scared to pledge allegiance, so you feign alliance
I ain't got time for you idiots
Don, my nigga
Vaughn
Cb
Bb
And can't forget my main man
Ilyas
Aquila
And we ain't gotta thug it out
So
Cb
Bb
I'ma let you bitches go, hug it out
Cb
Ebm
your entourage
like hog and dodge
It ain't hard with my man named
Abm
Vaughn
From a team called
Kronya
That's the word from your sponsor.
Ebm
Cb
Oh, hey, listen, man
Now I'm gonna give him the top
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsEbm Cb Abm Bb A
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