Key: Bb major
Verse 1
Bm
C
Woo,
Bm
C
yeah
Look, Machine, bitch
Verse 2
me (salute me),
I'm in rare form
you gotta rebuke me (hah)
I'm the new Jim Jones, Capo, and Louis
get shot in your kufi (boom, boom)
All from the shit I jotted on loose leaf
And she gon' bring her friend with
her so I get a two- piece
I usually got the throttle and the Prada
Bm
crossbody, I'm Gucci (what's good, nigga?)
I had rappers in my section tryna drink
Ain't no rapper stoppin' my two-
That's the zone I'm in,
I write with a golden pen
They say the eyes is the windows
to the souls of men
plottin' on the dough I spend (I know it)
No driver's license, I drove a Benz
Everything I drop an album of the year contender,
Made a few milli and I barely
Rappin' better than niggas,
Gettin' to this position was
like scalin' a mountain
We was really whippin'
Really gettin' them bands,
get my lil' sister a Lamb'
I came back to kill these niggas again
Lyrics written in braille,
So when they say "Who iller?", I'm like,
"Really, nigga? You playin'"
Gettin' rich off t- shirts really
wasn't the plan
C
But every time I drop, I reel in two hundred grand,
Niggas try blockin' my goals,
C
I'ma make it messy (you see what I did there?)
My OG told me, gotta kill a nigga you love
Do it clean, you don't make it messy
Bells Palsy, bitches still say I'm sexy
That's what we call the thirty- eights to make
Correctional facilities can't
Verse 3
(yeah)
Ah
Bm
C
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