Errbody

Lil Baby

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Flyer than everybody flyer than everybody 

Dm    Dm Gm7 Am 
Flyer        than everybody 


Verse
          D 
I'm flyer than everybody 

           D 
Helicopter in the middle of the hood 

               D         Dm 
I'm flyer than everybody  

         D7                   Dm 
All this fame these niggas be chasin' 

                Bb 
I swear I don't care about it 

                                      Bb 
Boy you play you gon' die in front of everybody 

                                        A7 
Leave some blood on the street buy some red bottoms 

                                A7 
Caught a L but I wish that they headshot 'em 

                                     D7 
Free my nigga Long yeah the feds got 'em 

                                              D7 
I used to pray for a plug who gon' go out the way 


And come back with a lot of them bitches 

D7 
I used to dream about condos when we leavin' Lenox 


Now I stay on top of them bitches 

D7 
I won't give a damn if he ran him up a whole billion 


I still won't acknowledge the nigga 

A7 
He put my name in a song what the fuck is he on 


I don't care boy we gotta go get 'em 

D7 
House big as fuck in the middle of nowhere 

D7 
I dick her down I don't care what my hoe wear 

D7 
I made lil' Cam spend a block on a fourwheel 

D7 
Nah for real spend the block on the fourwheel 

D7                       Bb 
Five million dollars for me that ain't no deal 

Bb 
I done made that times six in like three years 

A7 
Off this rap shit I can't even talk about the trap shit 

                     D7 
I just hope they can take it I keep me a Stallion like Megan 

  D7 
A residency out in Vegas 

                D7 
Might fly to LA and go fuck with Lebron and the Lakers 

     D7 
Come back to Atlanta with Jayda 

                D7 
Bruh told us to take care of the neighbors and stack all the paper 


Chorus
Bb 
Whatever we want buy it later 

              A7 
I know how to shit on a hater and handle the business 

A7 
Whatever God give me I'm grateful 

               D7 
I'm flyer than everybody 

           D7               D 
Helicopter in the middle of the hood 

               D7 
I'm flyer than everybody 

         D7                   Dm 
All this fame these niggas be chasin' 

                Bb 
I swear I don't care about it 

                                   Bb 
Boy you play you don' die in front of everybody 

                                   Bb 
Leave some blood on the street buy some red bottoms 

                                Bb 
Caught a L but I wish that they headshot 'em 

                        Bb 
Free my nigga Long yeah the feds got 'em 

                D 
Cartier watches for everyone 'round me 

D 
I ran it up how the fuck could you down me 

D7 
She set for life how the fuck is you clownin' 

Dm 
Bought all this water I'm never gon' drown 

Dm 
I'm in the 'io I'm perfectin' my sound 

  Bb                                   A7 
I helped them out and they let me down again 


I ain't comin' back around again 

A7 
Fell in love and I found a friend 

                     D 
I done geeked up the motor 


My brother in prison in Polo 

  D 
I jumped in the game and went loco 

               D 
I put on these clothes like a hobo 

                      D7 
That's layers of drip I showed my ass in Phipps 

            D7                                       Bb 
You play ya mans get killed said that before but I'm dead for real 

                                 A7 
Lil' bro jumpin' 'round like his legs done healed 


Verse
                  A7 
I ran it up off a vacuum sealed 

                          D7 
If I fall off today I'm a legend still 

                               D     D7 
Bruh showed me the way I ain't never steal 

                               D7 
This Glock ain't no prop it'll pop for real 

                              D7 
I fuck with the syrup I don't pop no pills 

                                 D7 
My young niggas turnt they don't got no deals 

                       D7 
I need me a billion so I can chill 

                                A7 
I'm drivin' like I ain't got no license still 

                              A7 
My Trackhawk move like it got nitrogen I'm poppin' seals 

               D7 
I'm flyer than everybody 

D 
Helicopter in the middle of the hood 

               D 
I'm flyer than everybody 

         D7 
All this fame these niggas be chasin' 

                D7 
I swear I don't care about it 

                                      D7 
Boy you play you don' die in front of everybody 

                                        A7 
Leave some blood on the street buy some red bottoms 

                                A7 
Caught a L but I wish that they headshot 'em 

                            D7 
Free my nigga Long yeah the feds got 'em 


I paid attention and found out the recipe 

D 
I take a seat and they still won't get 'head of me 

D 
I'm on my shit now a bitch can't get next to me 

    D 
You ain't got a hundred thousand you can't have sex with me 

D7 
Ain't showed the best of me yet 

             D7 
And ain't in nobody debt I'm sum' like a vet' 

  D7                      A7 
I bought my big brother a 'Vette 

              A7 
My numbers so good my label prolly owe me a check 

     D7 
They play with Lil Baby I swear it gon' go down 

D 
Biggest lil' nigga that's over at Motown 

D 
Jumped off the porch and went straight kicked the door down 

D 
Flipped the clip switch the clip it's some more rounds 

D 
Rappers fake and be hatin' I don't go 'round 

D 
I took twelve on a chase I had four ounces 

A7 
Ask around we them guys come we do no clownin' 

A7 
If I can I'm gon' try keep the smoke down 

D 
Once it's up then it's stuck it ain't go down 

D7                     Dm 
Like to switch where I sleep I got four houses 

Dm 
Every time the heat come I make four thousand 

Dm 
Big done gave me the game and I ran with it 

                                                 Dm 
Milked the game 'til I quit I ain't playin' with it 

                                         A7 
Could've been hit yo' bitch I be sparin' niggas 

                                        A7 
Make me mad I'm gon' call up them grave diggers 

                                      D7 
Bought my mom a new crib and it's way bigger 

                                     D7 
Never been to it once that's a great feelin' 


I'ma go there when I get a chance 

D7 
I lost five hunnid racks before I signed a deal 


Swear to God still got my advance 

D7 
Yeah I'm lit I been savin' this guala up 

D7 
Yeah I hit but she ain't get a followup 

A7 
Ain't no reason to beef with no one about none of these women 


I promise they swallow us all 


Chorus
          D7 
I'm flyer than everybody 

D7 
Helicopter in the middle of the hood 

          D7 
I'm flyer than everybody 

    D7 
All this fame these niggas be chasin' 

          D7 
I swear I don't care about it 

                             Bb 
Boy you play you don' die in front of everybody 

                               A7 
Leave some blood on the street buy some red bottoms 

                      A7 
Caught a L but I wish that they headshot 'em 

                   A7 
Free my nigga Long yeah the feds got 'em 


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