Mad chords by YG
Verse 1
Am
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, shake that ass
Ayy, run up the bag
Verse 2
Am
I pull up in foreign and I drop the roof
(roof)
With the finest bitch,
we smoke the finest kush (kush)
I be shinin', man,
I know it's hard not to look (don't look)
He just pressured up 'cause
he got his bitch took (ooh)
He just mad 'cause he got his
bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his
F
Am
bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his
bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his
bitch took
Ayy, ayy, ayy She just want a nigga in some Prada,
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Verse 3
Am
Prada
Prada ain't shit,
I got a lot of dollars (ain't shit)
Fendi, Louis, Saint Laurent,
Balenciaga (ooh)
Plus I fuck her good,
spice her life up, enchiladas (fuck her, fuck her, fuck her)
Yeah, I spice that life
up (ayy)
Her headboard be bangin',
I'm pullin' her tracks out
The neighbors don't like us
(ayy, ayy)
YG be with them bangers, they do murders,
my niggas lifers (whoop, whoop)
I heard your Cuban was bust down
with SI diamonds
That don't excite us, ayy, but me?
Verse 4
Am
I pull up in foreign and I drop the roof
(roof)
With the finest bitch,
F
Am
we smoke the finest kush (kush)
I be shinin', man,
I know it's hard not to look (don't look)
He just pressured up 'cause
he got his bitch took (ooh)
He just mad 'cause he got his
bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his
F
Am
bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his
bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took
Verse 5
Am
Man, I took the bitch (hello)
Of course I got her hooked and shit
Funny how I eat her, later on,
I got her cookin' shit (ooh, ooh)
Whippin' in that all white Lamb', look
like I'm cookin' grits (skrr, skrr)
Top down, don't let that go over your
hood and shit (mm- hmm)
Been wearing Dior (facts)
Chains on sweat, drip,
drip (drip, drip, drip)
Like, like I probably put the heat on (ooh)
Off days (huh), type of shit I
never be on (never)
But I can off a nigga quick (grr, grr), type of
shit that we on (grr, baow)
Verse 6
Am
I pull up in foreign and I drop the roof
(roof)
With the finest bitch,
F
Am
we smoke the finest kush (kush)
I be shinin', man,
I know it's hard not to look (don't look)
He just pressured up 'cause
he got his bitch took (ooh)
He just mad 'cause he got his
bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his
F
Am
bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his
bitch took (took)
Verse 7
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took
Am
Fella had her slippin' off
her wedding ring
She a demon, so I told the bitch it's Hell gang,
well trained
She with the activities
and everything
Brother- brother swiping,
he brought her back that Chanel thing, stale face
That's how they be lookin',
she's considered took and one gone
Showin' me the messages, you textin' her like,
F
Am
"come on"
Bukinati Mozzy, I just gave her somethin'
to suck on
Thottie allegations,
but still wet enough to fuck on, ah
Verse 8
Am
I pull up in foreign and I drop the roof
(roof)
With the finest bitch,
we smoke the finest kush (kush)
I be shinin', man,
I know it's hard not to look (don't look)
He just pressured up 'cause
he got his bitch took (ooh)
He just mad 'cause he got his
bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his
F
Am
bitch took (took)
He just mad 'cause he got his
bitch took (took)
Outro 1
He just mad 'cause he got his bitch took
Am
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