Key: Eb major
Verse 1
Ab
(This Chicago, nigga)
(Trap- A- Holics) (Ear Drummers)
Pull up, Ghost clan
I'm fresh out the pot,
I'm lookin' like a dope man (ayy, ayy)
Plug back and now I got that coke in
Lil' cousin nineteen, but he gon' tote my four,
fam (damn son, where'd you find this?)
Fuckin' in Gucci slides
Twenty- 08, bitch,
I was buyin' them two for fives (two for fives)
You got drank, that's true? Let me buy it
So ain't never no pancake,
that shit there gon' get denied (ayy, pussy, real trap shit)
I won't buy it if you can buy it
All this water, I ain't scuba divin'
Never sign with illumini-
Big M- E, who am I?
My name Chief So super
high (Sos' baby)
In the bed where a cougar lie (huh)
She just killed me, homicide
You ain't a top guy, you the other guy
Smell me smokin' on an onion
Lump you up, it's a bunion
Shawty Lo, get done, done
Abm
Ab
She ask do I want a Perc', uh- uh
Fuck that, ho, show me somethin',
somethin'
The girls got me lookin' like Hong Kong
I look asian,
you can call me Shang Tsung
(This Chicago, nigga)
Pull up, Ghost clan
I'm fresh out the pot,
I'm lookin' like a dope man (ayy, ayy)
Plug back and now I got that coke in
Lil' cousin nineteen,
but he gon' tote my four, fam
(Like you ain't know)
Pull up, Ghost clan
I was mindin' my business,
she put me in her Close Friends
Balenciaga winter gloves,
I built a snowman
Rolls Royce truck, lookin' like a tow man
B
Ab
Sent her to the store for rubber bands,
I need some mo'
I don't need a scale,
I buy a whole thang just to smoke
Don't try to compare,
I'm in a whole 'nother category
Everybody know,
my flow is nastier than a lavatory
I'm straight out the laboratory
Pull up, put it back up on me
I'ma put a rack up on it
Abm
Get on the track, put facts up on 'em
Ab
Know he broke, put a cast up on him
She fell in love with the accent, don't it?
We pullin' up in matchin' Rollies
Uncle Sam, I'm taxin' on 'em, yeah
Pull up, Ghost clan
I'm fresh out the pot,
I'm lookin' like a dope man (ayy, ayy)
Plug back and now I got that coke in
Lil' cousin nineteen, but he gon' tote my four,
Abm
Ab
fam
Fuckin' in Gucci slides
Twenty- 08, bitch,
I was buyin' them two for fives
You got drank, that's true? Let me buy it
So ain't never no pancake,
that shit there gon' get denied (ayy, pussy)
Abm
Ab
Yeah, bitches fall in love
just to take a picture
Niggas wanna fight,
but I got the sticker
Niggas just be talkin',
Abm
they a bunch of lippers
Niggas drinkin' brown lean,
Ab
Abm
actin' like a sipper
Ab
Be careful, 'cause that shit'll probably
Abm
fuckin' kill you
Paralyzin', numbin',
Ab
I can't fuckin' feel you
Abm
Ab
Abm
Cut the girls and these nig gas
Ab
Abm
comin' out like lizards
Finna head on your block and
Ab
Abm
beat that bitch like SZA
Ab
She think that I'm Dipset, 'cause
I be drinkin' sizzurp
Abm
Pull up in that coupe with
Ab
me and Mike Willy
Abm
Ab
Abm
I just bought a Benz, she 'bout
Ab
Abm
to pop a wheelie
B
Sixteen and I damn near let
Ab
a copper kill me
Abm
You don't want me,
Abm
Ab
'cause I got that guapo really
Heavy attention
Heavy, heavy, heavy
Ab
Ab
Abm
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