Key: G# minor
Verse 1
Ayy, yeah
ayy
(Run that back, Turbo)
Em
Verse 2
I bring up money,
they change up the topic
I got a 19 and it fold in my pocket
She gave me her number, now
I gotta block it
Clean that shit up and I give it
right back to him
If I don't fuck with him, then I can't
rap with him
I wanna be there when somebody
catches him
Em
(Man, these folks, these folks gotta goddamn hear this
Verse 3
Em
shit, no cap)
I bring up hits and
they change up the topic
I got a 19 and it fold in my pocket
One hell of a year and a nigga still
droppin'
You told a story like shorty was
feelin' you
She told a story like she split
the bill with you
Look at my story,
man, no one could write it
Verse 4
I might just YSL my shit,
the Thugger way
Ain't no real sense in
me goin' the other way
Cannot be seen in that shit from
the other day
B
Em
Virgil just sent me a whole different
colorway
Please don't be stupid,
it's Baby and Gunna
And Baby, he wanted her, so I just
swung her
Next time I'm in Dallas,
I'll look for another
Em
er
Verse 5
Poured up some Hi- Tech and wait 'til it bubble
Em
Young Gunna Gunna, I
make this shit double
Am
Em
Hit Eliantte and left with
a puddle
It's me, Drake,
B
Em
and Baby, you know you in trouble
Run up my check, my bitch
sprinted the shuttle
Sign plus an M, bought
a Benz for my brother
Verse 6
Yeah, came out the street, gotta sleep with a cutter
Em
Found me a bitch who gon'
eat, it's a supper
Sound like it could be Drip Season
this summer
Ain't no compar
Am
Em
in' 'cause we number one
Verse 7
Don't got what I got 'cause
I shop in Milan
It's winter, I still took the top off the don
The kid was surprised that my
trunk in the front
Am
Em
Cuban link look like a box of crayons
I'm still at the lot, tryna
cop the Cayenne
I told the judge, "Fuck it", I'm
goin' on the run
Verse 8
And I'm gettin' by, let 'em choose sides
Am
B
Em
I done seen all y'all dick ride
Bread winner like I'm Kevin
Gates
From the trenches, now I'm goin'
Verse 9
Em
can leave it to Gunna
That 4X4 truck, I post 300
Ain't got no feelings,
I'm here for the money
Treat every club like
a Magic on Monday
Niggas ain't rich for real,
they gettin' fronted
Verse 10
By the time she get back, I'ma
switch up my number
Cap to her friend like I
B
Em
been on her bumper
Lately, I been the topic
of discussion
Bad vibes at my show like I'm Usher
All I do is get her out here, abortion
Verse 11
Money ain't even came
in from the other one
Fuck it,
I'm hot, so I might as well double up
a number one
huddlin' up
Ever catch me out in traffic,
I'm cuttin' up
Every city we go to, it be lit as fuck
Verse 12
let 'em choose sides
Am
Em
We get M's in by the shoe size
B
Em
I done seen all y'all dick ride
Bread winner like I'm Kevin Gates
Em
Verse 13
(Tay Keith, fuck
these niggas up)
Tay Keith, this too hard
B
Em
Ring, ring, ring, we drip too hard,
ayy
You seen the overseas drip?
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