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_ Lotta model bitches check for
C# me Nigga don't check for me less you
D got checks.
for me I kept a stick like a hobo no checking me.
Way back
F# when D-Lo had the spot in trust street So many hos had to get a vice set to me.
She left her body home and brought a neck to
Dm me.
I did a walk
G# through that shit in a jet to me.
Y'all niggas show
F#m price less than my travel fee.
One of my arms were
B up for ticket.
Watched
F#m so much that a car came with
D it.
Back in the day I used to rob an
G# old mask.
Don't shit on my wrist I would've killed the
F# whole house fo'.
And I went to school high I ain't
Bm go to class though.
I was with the OG's learnin' about the glass, bro.
I'm with the dudes five, I'ma keep my ass, bro.
Break yourself, leave his brains
F#m on the dashboard.
I'm with Sad and Lil Baby, yeah.
We got four choppers, this fool.
Way before rappin' on God I was trappin'.
Sneakin' my Glock and LaCour on God.
I got my cape from Osama bin Laden.
Lil nigga he signed this shit, straight up.
G# 4L Gang if you reach for my chain.
Then a nigga
F#m gon' die in this bitch.
A-B-C-D-E-F-G wagon.
Y'all niggas doin' that big cappin'.
I ain't with the friend
C# shit.
Closer than y'all gettin' to a
F#m handshake.
Is the beat clappin'.
Yo mama gon' have to make a girlfriend of me.
C# Y'all niggas keep doin'
F#m that sneak jabbin'.
Gucci had to kill the
G# whole world.
Just to make Young Savage this
F#m motherfuckin' meat jacket.
These
B VN's look like a star.
F#m Had to
D tell the cop or the cop.
You
G# don't know about better love.
You don't know what
F#m I'd have said.
Can't
B leave without _
F#m it.
Had to get a stick
D for the walk.
Chips
G# out the posse.
Money
F# just split with the boy.
Catch in and catch out.
_ I am
D the lick of the clout.
I knew
C#m I would figure it out.
I put the meat
F# in the route.
Pop the plug, got my head in the
C# clout.
F#m Said my name, ready to bring out the crowd.
We got paid,
C# now my family proud.
F# I been drippin' the drip since a child.
I hit your bitch, she a jump
C# out.
D Cartier, Bernie for her, they don't come out.
They get the swag from Atlanta and run out.
I
F# make lil' bums when they spit like a ton.
Runnin' this shit, what the fuck is they talkin'
F#m bout.
Skinny jeans stuck with them hoes and they poke out.
It's 6
G#-5, I'm in the robot.
I'm a real one,
F#m I ain't runnin' for nobody.
Hellcat,
B fast, you know that I show
F#m out.
Ain't sparin' no group, give a fuck
D bout a blowout.
If we wanna smoke
G# with you, boy, you can go out.
Still gettin' money, my label
F#m don't know bout.
Court
B side with a vibe with the toes
D out.
Rich nigga, I come straight outta Po'hawk.
Chop goin'
G# crazy right up out my Mohawk.
Deadly in
F# me, sit in the Mohawk.
Bought a Benz, double back, bought a
C# Treyhawk.
I'm with Savage and the Sid
D doin' doughnuts.
Youngins with me, they got five,
C#m they gon' go nuts.
Quarter million
F#m in them baby blue Goyard.
Buy cash, then I go on the motor.
Drive fast, ain't no pullin' me over.
D Play with bags, you can tell by the odor.
No alcohol,
F#m but give me a new soda.
B VVS, look like a star.
F#m Got to the top
D of the car.
You
G# don't know bout by the law.
You don't
F#m know what I done saw.
Can't
B leave without it.
F#m How you gonna stay
D for the war.
Chase
G# out the posse.
Money
F#m just stay with the boy.
Yeah, nigga, chumped you like a bar.
Yeah, I don't gotta get
D no award.
Yeah, live in the bank, I don't do fraud.
Yeah,
F#m 200 racks on my arm.
Yeah, I been fuckin' superstar.
Yeah, hope you see good, but
D I cry.
Yeah, you niggas ain't makin' no noise.
Yeah, you niggas ain't
F#m makin' no noise.
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