キー: D minor•
Verse 1
Dm
C#
C#sus4
Live
I'm back, scrap, frying and whipping
I am consistent, pot or chicken
I backpack iron for tripping,
grinding and pitching
C
Dm
These rat cats flying and snitching
From the trip in the road,
where they sitting it cold
C
Dm
Just to backstab you for the rock,
quick getting home
Drip you for clothes, slip on your joes
Skip from the pose
This nigga is felt, the sickest
Who else'll put your brains on your shirt
C
A
C
So you can think to yourself, huh?
stuttin' with cheddar
Make it rain on this game,
let it dump on whoever
Any beef, you know the street's sweet,
C
A
C
under the lever
fresher than a drag truck
Bitch, I'm blissery,
nothing like your breakfast
But my rissery,
mock the evil and it's sickening
Just listen, these niggas
couldn't see me with prescriptions
I'm something that you wanna be
and nothing like a wannabe
Pardon me, R's a G,
I heat on spitters
Huh, oh yeah, nigga,
I'm back in the motherfuckin'
You know what that
motherfuckin' means
Cha -ching!
More commas in my motherfuckin' bank account,
you get it?
Spell it out, man
You already know what it is,
man, I'm goin' in
So get your motherfuckin' weight up,
man
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