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Producer: Jason Goldberg, Leor Shevah , Beatsbyjuko,
Writer: Jason Goldberg, Leor Shevah, Beatsbyjuko, ,
Original Key: D Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 80 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Dm Leor, light it up www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Dm She like Baby blue like she from Carolina Dm Ain't fold under pressure, so I had to buy her diamonds Dm Ain't talk 'bout shit on waist, but tell 'em "They don't want my problems now" Dm We gon' double back, jump out with straps, run down and pop 'em ,slime Dm Ain't goin' for shit Dm I do too much, you can ask my mama Dm I be on anything (Everything) Dm She be like, "Baby, just chill" (Uh) Dm I be like, "Baby, shit real" Dm I look in yo' eyes, you looked at the flo' Dm So I'm tryna know what you know, what’s the deal? (Let's go) Dm What's goin' on?, Nigga we got a problem Dm Uppin' on every car that pull beside me [VERSE] Dm Leavin' they projеct full of bodies Dm I turn that beat to plenty hunnids Dm Soon as hе come out then we got him Dm We gon' drop him, bitch Dm I'm full of pills, I'm sorry mama Dm Them niggas slang that fire at my lil' partners Dm I can't squash it, it's a must, you know I gotta Dm I been with that shit, they know that Dm Got Ms, been bleedin' before that Dm 5K, nigga, check my coat tag Dm Slip once, leave the bitch with a toe tag Dm Drive fast, no plate on the Maybach Dm Trap house where they stash them plates at Dm Goyard where I tuck my Drac' at Dm Stick who? Nigga, know I don't play that [VERSE] Dm Let's go, stay out the way with them cameras Dm "I just seen Baby pull up in a Phantom" Dm Almost hit me, nigga hopped out with a thick bitch (Yeah) Dm Must be from Atlanta Dm Fuck that, they ain't see I hopped out with that blammer Dm They ain't know I got in with the stick on me Dm They don't know that this bitch right here bulletproof (Let’s go) Dm I can't wait for a nigga to hit it (Let’s go) Dm I really be cool as a bitch but get rude as a bitch if I get the wrong energy (Yeah) Dm They know I'lll put a ho out if I love her or not, to protect my lil' energy Dm Maybe shit, Baby too real for the industry [VERSE] Dm Or maybe they know that they never could get to me Dm Know that they know that they never could finish me Dm Let off my Glizzy, I'm feelin' a symphony, yeah Dm I'm in a 'burban and I got it on me Dm Three hundred thousand, just me and my homie Dm Lurkin', we loaded all the way until the mornin' Dm Get a bad lil' bitch so I can bone her Dm Nawf 38, posted on that corner Dm Waitin' for opps and duckin' cops Dm .30 on my hip and under papaw house I got a hundred shots Dm Nigga spin on his block, on Dump don't stop Dm I can bet his car get chopped Dm Let me hit from the back, say, "Top" Dm Come out, turn around, then let her get on top Dm Got millions, still invest in blocks Dm We get 'em, never through the mail Dm Spot be jumpin' like some Shocks Dm No Jigga, get it on for real Dm I ain’t done, what it is? It get dumb for real Dm Let 'em talk that shit while on them pills Dm Turn down as soon he feel this steel Dm Nigga, know we do this shit, for real Dm Try fight by night his top get peeled Dm In the car by one, by two, he killed Dm By four I booked and flew a jet Dm On the way LA while on a Lear Dm She on me bad, so what it is? Dm Grip her body, know I got it Dm Take her home and beat her body, I be diggin' all inside it Dm Suicidal Kamikaze, pussy shit, I don't acknowledge Dm Jump out, runnin' from them choppas Dm Tried to hide and then they caught me, gang Dm I leave a stain, all you hear is "Bang, bang" Dm Bitch, lay down, I run that gang Dm They know I'm the murder man Dm Don't come around, leave you frowned Dm Fuck around? It's gon' go down Dm Equip that shit, it ain't a sound Dm Left nine bodies in the town [VERSE] Dm I left my bitch and got something new Dm Left her too, bitch I'ma hound (Rawr, rawr) Dm Ready to bite me a nigga (I'm a dawg) Dm I really don't like that lil' nigga (Baby) Dm Ooh, he a icy lil' nigga (Go) Dm I'm in this bitch with that stick, popping shit Dm I'ma pull that bitch out 'fore I fight me a nigga (Boom, boom) Dm I'm on vacation, I can't get my hands on a banger Dm I fuck around, knife me a nigga (Fuck around, knife) Dm I fuck around, poke me a nigga (Poke, uh) Dm I fuck around, choke me a nigga (Uh, bitch) Dm I fuck around, take me a lil' nigga ho (Yeah) Dm Put dick in her face, make her beatbox (Go) Dm Ain't seen a thing hotter since he popped Dm Fuck that four five, got it on de cock Dm On that bullshit you niggas think that you on (Let's go) Dm Fuck around and get spanked for a song (Spank) Dm Fuck around and get spinned for a diss (Spinned) Dm You gon' let them come in, get you killed (Yeah, bitch) Dm Everyday, tryna stay out the way Dm Still adjusting to fame in this industry shit (Yeah, nigga) Dm Send a hit and I pay for the shit Dm I go in your shit, make you pay for that lip (Keep going) Dm Neighborhood superstar, throwing weed in the car Dm They like "Boy, you can't pay for that zip" (Keep going) Dm They like "Nigga, we ain't charging you shit" (Keep going) Dm Baby put on for Charlotte, he lit (Yeah) Dm Got a cold blooded killer in the car behind me, Dm would've bought a new stock on the side of his stick (Boom, boom) Dm I was thinking 'bout a body, can't forget about the last two, Dm he add another homi' on the list Dm On the daily, got two of them bitches Dm This one a semi, this one a switch Dm Doing my dance in here thuggin', yeah, he hating for free, that nigga's a bitch Dm I'm in here with Nina Simone, I made her top fast, I gave her some tits Dm Pulling her hair, she stutter, yeah, fucking on her with no rubber, yeah (Oh yeah) www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Dm (She like Baby blue like she from Carolina) Dm (Ain't fold under pressure, so I had to buy her diamonds) Dm (Ain't talk 'bout shit on waist, but tell em "They don't want my problems now") Dm (We gon' double back, jump out with straps, run down and pop em slime) Dm (Ain't goin' for shit) Dm (I do too much, you can ask my mama) Dm (I be on anything) Dm (She be like, "Baby, just chill") Dm (I be like, "Baby, shit real") Dm (I look in yo' eyes, you looked at the flo') Dm (So I'm tryna know what you know, what’s the deal?) Dm (What's goin' on?, Nigga we got a problem) Dm (Uppin' on every car that pull beside me)
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