Key: G minor•
Intro 1
Gm
Gm
Eb
Cm
F
Chorus 1
That broke shit made me sick,
big appetite with a weak stomach
Ain't had nowhere to go, nigga,
And I hit Rodeo just to get stylish,
Flexin' so hard I might pull a muscle,
but I just keep stuntin'
Thirty in the mag, you'll get body-bagged,
Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas,
Verse 1
Now I hit the stage and they screamin'
I was tryna cope through them hard times
For them X pills, I was fiendin'
pretty long hair, she Belizean
might bug out for no reason
Really you don't even gotta be here,
I done got so used to people leavin'
Eb
You was ridin' for me, then you switched up,
now it's fuck you and I mean it
Man, the whole gang know how I'm bleedin'
Tryna wake up from them nightmares,
devil in my ear while I'm dreamin'
I know karma tryna get even
Chorus 2
That broke shit made me sick,
big appetite with a weak stomach
Ain't had nowhere to go, nigga,
And I hit Rodeo just to get stylish,
Flexin' so hard I might pull a muscle,
but I just keep stuntin'
Thirty in the mag, you'll get body-bagged,
Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas,
Verse 2
Look, these niggas corny,
these niggas can't come on my corner
I'm the one do what I wanna
I made the guys spin that bitch
every day like a carnival
'cause she wanted one
These niggas nothin' like me, I am one of one
four hundred, I pay the bond
Everybody go dumb in this bitch
Niggas hoes and they mama a bitch
In the hood like Obama and shit
Presidential tint, no tellin' who in it
Eb
Ask around, I bet they tell you we winnin'
Different foreign cars, ain't none of 'em rented
Cm
Hundred million cash, I'm comin' to get it
Run it up and show love to my city
Never leave 'em, I'm bringin' 'em with me
Keep a glizzy, it's goin' in with me,
I can't let 'em get me
Eb
No time for bullshit, I'm sorry, I'm busy
I'ma go hard 'til I'm 40 or 50
Cm
Niggas be talkin', but they never do shit
So if it ain't money, I don't even listen
Chorus 3
That broke shit made me sick,
big appetite with a weak stomach
Ain't had nowhere to go, nigga,
And I hit Rodeo just to get stylish,
Flexin' so hard I might pull a muscle,
but I just keep stuntin'
Thirty in the mag, you'll get body-bagged,
Police get behind me, I'ma press the gas,
Outro 1
Gm
Gm
Eb
[Fade out]
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsGm Eb Cm F
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