Key: C minor
Verse 1
Bbm
Ayy, look at that nigga ribs, dawg!
Dawg, this nigga got motherfuckin'
hubcap spinners
And they fuckin' tens, man
Ebm
Bbm
Man, that shit looks so fucked up
Niggas be like, look,
what's the difference
between a 57 -inch and
a 62 -inch Maybach?
Ebm
Bbm
Ebm
Bbm
I say 100 ,000, cocksucker
Ayy, you rollin' on 20 calls
You got a pocket full of dough
Fm
Bbm
Fm
I do, you got a whole lot of hoes
Bbm
I do, Clover G's,
Fm
Gb
Bbm
we the number one crew
You got your hand on your strap
I do, you got packs in the trap
I do, you got an arm full of tats
Gb
Bbm
Fm
Gb
I do, and we go hold
Fm
Gb
it down for screw
Bbm
Ebm
Bbm
Hey, fuck boy,
I'm strapped like my Air Force ones
If you ain't strapped,
now is the time to run
Gb
Fm
Go get your gun, go get your crew
Gb
Fm
What the fuck they wanna do, not shit
Once I get my hands on you
Bbm
Calico shots ring like a church bell
I be on the road trappin' just
Gb
to make my work sell
Fm
Gb
Fm
Oh well, my B12 on Spreewells
Gb
They count my lap diamonds
Ebm
on my chest on top of my vest
Bbm
I got killers on the west
But when it come to gettin' high
You know they got the killer on the west
Fm
Black American Express
Gb
Fm
Gb
Nigga, do you own one?
Fm
Gb
Fm
Gb
A G5 plane,
Bbm
have you ever flown one?
Nigga, you ain't broke like Enron
And washin' cars,
that's your only income
Gb
Fm
I been young,
Gb
Fm
Gb
I'm still hangin' with the OGs
Bbm
Fm
Gb
Bbm
We ride 80 posts, Cali ride gold
You rollin' on 20 posts
You got a pocket full of dough
Fm
Bbm
Fm
Gb
Bbm
You got a whole lot of hoes
Gb
Fm
Gb
Clover G's, we the number one crew
Ebm
Bbm
You got your hand on the strap
You got pecs in the trap
I do, you got an arm full of tats
Fm
I do, and we gon' hold
it down for a screw
Bbm
When I land,
Fm
Bbm
I got my pistol under the plane
You a lame, don't make me
put a hole in your brain
Fm
Fuck the fame,
Gb
Bbm
Gb
Ebm
you know the kid ain't go change
Bbm
Gb
I can't explain how the
Bbm
Gb
money don't hide my pain
Bbm
I push a range,
Fm
sittin' on them day -to -days
Bbm
Look at my chain,
Fm
it's worth 50 blocks of cane
Gb
Fm
Mary Jane, I used to take it on the plane
Gb
Fm
Gb
Bbm
I know the game, 9 -11 made shit change,
they rearranged
Gb
Bbm
How they wanna catch us,
man? I ain't playin'
Fm
Bbm
Pay attention if you lame, I'm in the game
Fm
I know the world diggin',
Bbm
I slang, ain't it strange?
I still get love where I hang,
Gb
I'm gettin' brain
Ebm
Swervin', switchin' lanes,
Bbm
I can't complain
Fm
Bbm
My main bitch doin' her thing,
look at my ring
Gb
Bbm
Better make you wanna stop and look
Ebm
Bbm
Cut the beat off, now drop the hook
You rollin' on 20 toes, do
You got a pocket full of dough, do
Fm
Bbm
You got a whole lot of hoes, I do
Fm
Gb
Bbm
Clover G's, we the number one crew
You got your hand on your strap, I do
You got packs in the trap, I do
Gb
Bbm
Gb
You got an arm full of tat, I do
Bbm
Gb
Fm
Gb
An d we gon' hold
Fm
Gb
it down for screw
Ebm
Bbm
On chrome, I ride, 22's are better
I pull out the Escalade when I
process mo' cheddar
Gb
Fm
Drop top all summer,
Gb
Fm
hard top in the winter
Gb
Bbm
I ain't one of them tricks
Gb
Fm
that be on them fake spinners
Bbm
I be on them shiny things,
sittin' in the turnin' lane
Visualizin' ridin' range,
Gb
but for now I'm tittin' bang
Fm
with somethin' yellow
Gb
Fm
Servin' my mozzarella,
Gb
I buy some dross smoke
Bbm
No one can do it better
Rollin' on 25's
You got a pocket full of dough
Fm
I do, you got a whole lot of hoes
Bbm
Gb
Bbm
I do, Clover G's we
Db
Gb
Bbm
the number one crew
You got your hand on your strap
I do, you got packs in the trap
Gb
I do, you got an arm full of tap
Bbm
Fm
Gb
I do, and we gon' hold it down
Ebm
Bbm
Bbm
for screw
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