Key: F# minor
Intro 1
E
C
Em
E
C
E
A
C
C#m
C#dim
Bbdim
C#m
Bbdim
C#m
Talkin'
Verse 1
C
Em
E
Em
shit on every beat so it be hard to fo cus
I'm bout to kick em open
E
Em
what's that shit you smokin'?
KKK and grab his neck and rope him
E
Em
C
And it's fuck your lil' cousin, all right
And it's fuck your lil' cousin,
Finna take a n***a out the picture,
crop him out the photo
told he was the total
mask, you probably got the
Rona
deliver that with gloves, you probably got
Ebola
and this n***a stole it
Em
E
Fuck it though, I sip this n***a pint,
that's why I'm moving slowly
it, that's just what you owe
then the car was stolen
C
If you was round me then, but not around us,
cause you probably foldin'
Em
E
Told the bitch to go and wash my, fuck
wash my drawers,
and I went on foldin'
it's probably at my lowest
till a nigga notice
Bro the loudest nigga in the room,
but really he the brokest
but you would never know
but I don't never show
Em
E
Em
You got a pump, but you ain't got no,
E
Em
al right
you ain't got no bullets
I wrote the seven on it
Em
E
Yeah, I'm past asleep, but you gon' make me call the reverend
Outro 1
C
Em
E
Em
E
C
Em
E
Em
C
Em
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Em
C
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