Chords for DaBoii - Mufasa (Official Video) Shot by @ViaEndz

_ [Eb] Ha ha, niggas know what the fuck it is, nigga Young W.I..D.E., nigga I'm a motherfuckin' trendsetter and my [Fm] motherfuckin' sexy, old Mark ass, niggas, niggas know what the fuck it [Ab] is, nigga, niggas, niggas, and let me talk my motherfuckin' shit up on a mic, [A] nigga, I'm finna go in, nigga, bang, nigga, bang, [F] nigga He's back, back, I don't fuck with strangers Talkin' bout love, I'm the subject changer Broad day sparkers, they the public sprayers Old joke-ass bitch, I don't fuck with prankers Tryna stay safe, but I fuck with danger Every beat that I touch is a fuckin' fanger Attached to the paper, I'm a fuckin' stapler What I spit on my neck was a fuckin' anchor Heard niggas want beef, so we bone appetite Shell so big, knock the bone out your knee Not a tongue holder, niggas know I'm a speaker TLC with this top, niggas know I'm a creep Thinkin' I'm a cuffed-up bitch, you pathetic Give her two strokes, got her sweatin' out her edges Tryna get thick or bend over, let me bless it I'm a boss and I never stood down to a pesky Old diggin' asshole, I ain't payin' you no mind And when I lay pipe, bitch, I lay it from behind I don't get fabby, I'll put it in your spine Before I go broke, [Ab] I'll put in overtime [C] Runnin' to the back, spendin' all day runnin' Goin' through stage, but it [Fm] all ain't nothin' Don't get in this bitch if y'all [G] all ain't clutchin' Strictly only brothers, then we all ain't cousins Cold in the summer, niggas better have toasters Snakes in the grass, niggas better have vultures What's a kingpin to a motherfuckin' joker? Get your car pulled, then it's [Fm] bitch, I'm a poker Bitch, all this bread on my hip, I'm a loafer Me and this Glock to the neck, I'm a loner Why I never give no [C] fucks, I got older I play with my gang, we gon' [Fm] split like it's yoga Center that gas in the [G] wood, that's my odor A whiff of the boy, then you won't be sober Give her good dick next day, I don't know her Don't need to insist with the bitch, I'm a thrower Yeah, I'm a putt guard They like, damn, talk yo' shit, cause that boy hard I don't rock, Louis V, that's a go-yard Do a skit, treat the [F] whip like a go-kart Fuck suckas, mood as fuck Track pullin' nigga, bitch, I'm rude as fuck Outneck talkers, they don't do as much And when it come to the case, we the [Fm] coolest cut I ain't talkin' bout shit, I just talk that You gon' do what I say, bitch, don't talk back Late [F] night, I'm a beast in that all black Love the life that we live, so we all strapped And before [C] it get easy, dumb nigga, it get bad first And if I got a piece by the bag, I'm the pastor Lick time off, black ass, slay a slasher Talk with those nerds, that shit [Fm] fill me up with laughter We got the rock, you the [C] monkey in the middle I don't hide from ops, but a nigga hide from prison Claiming that you real when you [C] lying to your sisters Young, wild nigga, I'ma [Fm] line with a pistol Do I care about you buds? [G] Hakuna Matata She gon' eat the whole thing, then I'm losing her data Fuck niggas talking high, so I cruise with the lava King of the jungle, bitch, I [Fm] feel like Mufasa, bitch _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ 5 Bears a motherfuckin' feature, nigga You don't got it, nigga, stop hitting my motherfuckin' phone, nigga Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga Young, wild nigga, bitch, [F] bitch, bitch _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _