This single was released on 25 February 2018.
Scale: C Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 120 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] [VERSE] Cm Bottles in a bucket full of ice (yeah) Cm Better make room, vroom, hear the Lambo (celebrate) Cm Bitch, better believe that I'm a sniper (yeah) Cm You know I'm 'bout to take you Cm From your man though (celebrate) Cm Pop up with the chopper at artificial Cm Niggas actin' like bitches Cm It done started up a epidemic Cm It don't make a difference, Cm Nigga we winnin', I'm plenty grinnin' Cm Hundred million platinum, fuck it, Cm You ain't gotta listen (celebrate) Cm You better step down to me Cm Feel the dick, bitch, open up your mouth for me Cm Now choke, talk to the dick, honestly Cm I'm dope, bitch comin' like Cm Eenie Meenie Miney Mo (celebrate) Cm I don't like when I lose (I don't) Cm If I don't buy her them shoes, Cm I don't like those (regulate) Cm Do anything that I want to Cm Think I'm gon' dance on the moon like Michael (elevate) www.chordzone.org [VERSE] Cm While I'm drivin', Cm I'm moonwalkin' in the sky with some shooters Cm We jump inside of the Buick, Cm You duck and hide from the Rugers Cm A couple choppers, Cm Acoustic in the guitar with the music Cm Guess I'm alive and I use it, Cm Get stuck inside of the cubics Cm I never lie, but the truth is Cm I'm fuckin' tired of these losers Cm And all my life want the food Cm When it's supper time in the juice Cm But I'd rather die than to lose, Cm It's a matter of time 'fore I lose it Cm And strategize with the movement-t-t-t-t-t Cm Walk in the trap like a boss, ooh Cm Ho, you know I'm drippin' with the sauce, ooh Cm Pretty, with a face full of scars Cm All they did was build me up, try to take me apart Cm They ain't never wanna (celebrate) Cm Like you have a label Cm Call the doctor, Cm Heard the chopper make 'em do the Macarena Cm All you niggas sweet as candy, Cm Chocolate chip and Now and Later Cm Jolly Rancher, stick to Cm Bubblegum and watermelon flavored Cm Get the paper, I'ma (celebrate) on the corner Cm Heard you niggas got the juice, but I got Corona Cm Got a little Spanish bitch, I call her maricona Cm Joyner Lucas, bitch, I'm hotter than a fuckin' sauna Cm Yeah, I make you niggas (elevate) Cm All you new niggas don't do it for me, look (woah) Cm Bitch I'm the professor, you a student to me, woah Cm Designer shades on, like you cooler than me, wait (ayy) Cm All we do is win, you a loser to me Cm Rappers wanna talk about battle me (Joyner) Cm You can't give me neck with a mouth full of cavities Cm Bunch of lil' niggas tried grabbin' me (grabbin' me) Cm Five foot five, boy, you niggas like half of me Cm You don't wanna see the other side of me (yeah) Cm Hard to make 'em happy, Cm All these bitches stay mad at me Cm I just might take her out to Applebee's (Applebee's) Cm Give her long dick and a strawberry daiquiri www.chordzone.org [VERSE] Cm Order Cheesecake Factory, bubblin', why you mumblin'? Cm What you utter? Stop stutterin', Cm What you spend? Let me double it Cm Lime green 'Rari, two twins, call 'em double mints Cm If all you pussy niggas my kids, I'm in trouble then Cm Shut up before I spank you for actin' up Cm Now I'm wakin' up in cabanas, 'cause she bad as fuck Cm And all gorillas don't want Cm Bananas 'less your chain is tucked Cm You wiggity-wack with the strap, Cm You cross Chris, make you jump Cm I criss-cross with the pump, Cm Ain't no bricks in the trunk Cm Leave that shit for the chumps, Cm I still get what I want Cm Don't wanna believe in my mind, Cm But you believe in my dump Cm I'm takin' a knee for my side, Cm Could give a fuck 'bout they owners Cm Nigga look at my eyes, Cm You 'bout to give me my bonus Cm And every motherfuckin' record, Cm That's a hit, I record it (celebrate) Cm And every motherfuckin' Cm Snitch up in this bitch, they report it (celebrate) Cm You paid your way for this fade Cm And can't even afford it Cm Seventy-five mil', look at me now (celebrate) Cm And all these bad bitches Cm Can't keep their feet down (elevate) Cm You don't really wanna see Brown Cm Need to stop all that shit, Cm Talkin' put the seat down Cm Joyner, I don't really feel these niggas Cm Hol' up, I ain't gotta pay to kill these niggas Cm Time is money, Cm Need to fuck around and bill these niggas Cm Vet, so I'm finna good will these niggas (celebrate) Cm I'ma drill these niggas, Cm I should grill these niggas Cm Take flex, Fresh Prince, Cm Uncle Phil these niggas Cm Oh shit, I'm the shit, Cm You could smell me, nigga Cm Break ribs, yeah, Cm You don't want no real beef, nigga Cm I say As-salāmu ʿalaykum Cm When I tear apart some bacon Cm Hoe, you actin' like a pig, Cm You fuckin' filthy, nigga Cm Now the police tryna Cm Lock me in the prison, said, "I'm guilty" Cm I said, "da da da da da, come and kill me, nigga" [VERSE] Cm They must have forgot that I'm psycho (jheeze) Cm Oh, you want war? Say no more Cm Turn your fuckin' block into a light show (Joyner) Cm You better be sure, better be sure Cm I'm the realest nigga that I know Cm And I'm so bored, I might switch cars Cm I saved a lotta money on Geico (jheeze) Cm And neighbors knockin' on my door, Cm What the fuck you want? Cm Bitch, I'm alright (jheeze) Cm Listen, nigga, mind your business, Cm I'm so sick of niggas Cm Tellin' me how I been livin' my life (Joyner) Cm Sick of bumpin' shoulders now I'm runnin' over Cm Every motherfucker who ain't wanna get in my ride Cm I was watchin', you was shoppin' Cm Ain't never had the shit in my size Cm Now I'm poppin', I'm poppin' Cm And your bitch keep hittin' my line Cm It's complicated, fuckin' up with my main bitch Cm Givin' it to the side bitch at the same damn time Cm Puttin' my face in it, never wastin' it Cm I'ma lay in it, hit it, hit it one more time Cm And then I'ma proceed and play with the pussy Cm You know I don't keep my cape on a hoodie Cm But I keep a Uzi, it's a doozie, Cm Make a movie if you're actin' Cm So (celebrate)
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