Susi: E major
Intro 1
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Gm
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Gm
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Gm
G
D
Gm
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D
C
I've been
Verse 1
C
Gm
D
in regions at a all -time high
C
With my diamond wrist,
Gm
D
a pair of zetas, all -time fly
C
Gm
I'm not concerned with competition,
G
D
my mission is full commission
Gm
I spit it with suspicions so
D
the audience
Gm
Sippin' on purple soda
Bb
Gm
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secured by super sodas
C
I'm flouncin' off in the rover
Gm
D
till summertime is over
C
G
I shine like supernova but I
D
ain't gon' fade
Gm
Candid slaves on Martin Luther
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crawlin' like a parade
Candid slaves on Martin Luther
Gm
D
crawlin' like a parade
Gm
Candid slaves on Martin Luther
D
crawlin' like a parade
C
Gm
Commutin' in Cadillacs
D
with my papers stacked
up in stacks
C
Gm
I'm strapped with Trojan horses
G
D
while breaking these bombers' backs
C
No time for scooby snacks,
Gm
D
I want the full course meal
C
I got the force like Skywalker,
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D
T -Ferris, and Steven Spielberg
Gm
Got money splurging,
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stepping on rugs of Persians
Gm
Some haters up in the mix,
D
but we markbuster purging
Gm
Burning the Joe cigars,
Am
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indulging in pints of bar
Gm
Thinking back amazing
G
D
how the team became this far
C
These boys got cool grips,
Gm
G
D
little chains and shit
C
But you can't fuck with me,
Gm
G
D
I just so get off my dick for real
Gm
D
Your bro fine, she a dime, that's true
Gm
But I smashed her last week,
D
she ain't just your girl, come on
Gm
You think you're on,
D
you got your gun in your car
C
Gm
But them bullies is so smart,
D
they won't even leave the store
C
Hold up, yeah,
Gm
D
you shining with your team for the squad
Gm
Go home and get your shit together
D
then come back to the club
C
Gm
The shoes are made of Gucci
G
D
The glasses are made of
Prada Showstopper
C
Gm
D
cause I'm one bad boy like Big Papa
C
Gm
The shoes are made of Gucci
G
D
The glasses are made of
C
Prada Showstopper
Gm
D
cause I'm one bad boy like Big Papa
C
Gm
The shoes are made of Gucci
G
D
The glasses are made of
Prada Showstopper
cause bad boy like Big Papa
Gm
I break em off some proper,
G
D
these boppers ain't getting outta,
Gm
G
D
not a dollar for these hoes in the window shoppers
C
Gm
I plug in like a raw socket,
G
D
you want some kush,
C
Gm
I'll get you high in the Nasser rocket
D
Now big game, I know the,
Gm
know the beaters, beaters, I'm in,
D
I'm in church, church
Gm
Diamonds, diamonds on my neck,
D
white and yellow like a bowtie
Gm
Am
I'm on the block,
G
D
living raw like a rap demo
C
G
D
The big fish just started off as a minnow
C
Gm
My music is slow tempo,
D
Swisher houses my tempo
C
Late night like Jay Leno,
G
D
post it up like a office memo
Gm
G
D
Team starter, better grab your recorder
C
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These dime pieces I slaughter,
Gm
D
I like em just like Takara
Gm
Grinding until tomorrow
G
D
when the sun come up
C
Gm
And fall asleep from drinking
D
the mud out phone cups
C
These boys got cool grips,
Gm
G
D
little chains and shit
C
But you can't fuck with me, potty,
Gm
G
D
so get off my dick for real
Gm
D
Your bro fine, she a dime, that's true
C
But I smashed her last week,
Gm
D
she ain't just your girl, come on
C
You think you're hard,
D
you got your gun and your car
C
But them bullets is so small,
Gm
D
they won't even leave the stack
C
Gm
Hold up, yeah, you're shinin' with
D
your team for the scrubs
Gm
Don't only get your shit together,
D
they come back to the club
C
Gm
I'm deadly with conversation
D
no one else can compare
Gm
I'm debonair extraordinaire
D
talkin' about they underwear
Gm
It's somethin' off on my
neck to make the horn
D
Look a stare but it slings
Gm
off in your circuit
D
You surrounded by squares
C
They hollow like Kevin Bacon
Gm
D
I'm grindin' and money makin'
C
Reachers got their hands out,
Gm
D
but they ain't gettin' made
C
Reachers got their hands out,
Gm
D
but they ain't gettin' made
C
Reachers got their hands out,
Gm
D
but they ain't gettin' made
C
Gm
What is these boys thinkin',
G
D
where the hatin' never stop?
C
Gm
Regardless, every year I'm
G
D
pullin' somethin' off the lot
C
Gm
The jealousy need to cease,
D
instead of tend to increase
C
Gm
Jolly Jolly, ranch and paint,
D
look wetter than head grease
C
Gm
The bopper's all on my feet,
G
D
tryna rape me out for peace
C
Gm
Suck out players,
G
D
handcuffin' like the police
C
I'm boutin' to say the least,
Gm
D
I'm high as the Big Dipper
G
Take sip, hold, fold, tipper,
Gm
D
and some Gucci slipper
C
Mike Ripper,
Gm
D
fight the mystery like Jack the Ripper
Gm
Break em' off with my picka,
G
D
and leave em' stuck like a sticker
C
These boys ain't cool rippers,
Gm
G
D
they're chains and shit
C
But you can't fuck with me potty,
G
D
so get off my dick for real
Gm
D
Your brother fine, she a dime, that's true
C
But I smashed her last week,
Gm
D
she ain't just shootin'
Come on, you think you hard,
you got your gun in your car
C
But them bullets are so small,
Gm
D
they won't even be the same
C
Hold up, yeah, you're shinin'
Gm
D
with your team for the squads
C
Don't wanna get your shit together,
Gm
D
D
then come back to the club
D
We can't be fucked with baby,
D
take your ass back to the drawing board
and regroup for next season bitch,
D
switch the house.
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