Intro
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C
Yeah turn me up a lil' bit more
Just a lil' bit more
Verse
C Dm Gm7 Am7 D7
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Gm7 Am7
Boy just say picture me grapin' ■
Ayy Ayy
D7
Oh they gon' fuck on with this right now
Ayy ayy
Nle the Top Shotta
Yeah yeah
I got the bomb like AlQaeda
Gsus4
Nle the Top Shotta
Gm7
Ayy picture me rollin'
Am7
Fat Cackwood smokin' couple bitches in motion
D7
We ain't causin' commotions but I be braggin' and boastin'
Gm7
I put the most in I get the most out no doubt
Am7 D7
I brought the Glock in and took my show out I sold out
Gm7
We break them poles out for your show out then roll out
Am7 D7
I got him hit and then I rapped about it think he know now
Gm7
Put a duffle bag up on his head my nigga cash out
Am7
I get the cheese in large amounts
D7
They callin' me the cash cow
G7
We get the Ps we get the pints and then we tax 'em Uncle Sam
Gm7 Am7 D7
Give 'em teddy bears and tshirts my dawg'll put 'em down
Told that nigga get from 'round me I don't trust 'em
G7 Gm7 Am7 D7
So it's fuck 'em brand new chopper suppressed the muzzle whips when I bust
'em
Slide on 'em hit the brother
Gsus4
Then we double back with different cutters
Chorus
Gm7 D7
They know it's real they know it's drama so they call 'em off
Gm7
Ayy I live the life of a top shotta until the day I die
Am7 D7
Yeah you know I'm a thug nigga but I'ma still cry
Gm7
We ain't doin' no drivebys I look him in his eyes
Am7
Stand over with this fire
D7
And I'ma watch that nigga die
Niggas know how we comin' comin'
Gm7
We slammin' like we drummin'
Am7 D7
Niggas pull up we dumper dumpin' we shootin' it ain't nothin'
Gm7
We leavin' them niggas slumpin' slumpin' see my gun and runnin' out
Am7 D7
A hunnid rounds keep 'em comin' comin' murder on my conscience
Verse
Dm D7 Gm7
I got this pistol in my pants and I'm posted where I wanna be
Am7 D7
I made my own label I can't see no nigga sonnin' me
G7
I got too much to lose I'm takin' you you think you takin' me
Gm7
I never been a fool I watch your moves
D7
You think you snakin' me
Gsus4
Real killer all my niggas feel safe with me
Am7 D7
Even though they really supposed to be securin' me
G7 Gm7
I told Big Sean that I don't really need security but that's my nigga
D7
But ain't nan nigga put fear in me
Dm Gm7
I sincerely wrote a note but they ain't hearin' me
Am7 Dm D7
I give a junk a line of coke to go on killing sprees
Gsus4 Gm7
I told the bitch to get the drop while she was on her knees
Am7 D7
She asked me what's in it for her I said I got a treat
Gm7
I skeeted yeah I left it on her face
D7
And I told her That's the only thing you gettin' from me bae
Gm7
I live the life of a boss player until the day I die Couple bitches they
Am7
feelin' on me
D7
They sayin' that I'm fly
Gm7
Feel like twopac I got two bitches they fuckin' in the spot
Am7 D7
Her ass fat I'm grabbin' grippin' I'ma squeeze it 'til it pop
G7
You know I get around I get your pants down and then I rock
Gm7 D7
Hood nigga I'ma pull my pants down keep on my socks
Gm7
Jamaican nigga she be feelin' on my hair she like my locs
Am7 D7
I put her hand on my cock I told her Suck it don't stop
Gm7
And you can call me tummy I got the drank up in my belly
Am7 D7
We slid on 'em got to poppin' know you got the message
Gm7
We ain't 'bout the talkin' bitch we 'bout the sparkin'
Am7 D7
Pull up on 'em then we caution tape him whitechalk him
Gsus4
I got a child but my BM really be on bullshit
Gm7 Am7 D7
I'm askin' God why I got these problems on these pool pits
Gsus4
Heard another diss today I put 'em on my shooter list
Am7 D7
Shoot it up I'm all black I'm ready to go do a man
Shoot a man gun in hand
Gm7
Have 'em runnin' like the runnin' man
Am7
Where you runnin' when I'm sprayin'
D7
A couple bands wrapped in rubber bands
Gm7
Put it all up on your head
Am7 D7
Bands make 'em dance when them choppas start playin'
G7
You sayin' what you sayin' but I'm sayin' what I'm sayin'
Gm7 Am7
And my nigga off the Xans he'll blam on your man
D7 Gm7
Ayy I live the life of a top shotta until the day I die
Am7 D7
Yeah you know I'm a thug nigga but I'ma still cry
G7
We ain't doin' no drivebys I look him in his eyes
Gm7 Am7
Stand over with this fire
D7
And I'ma watch that nigga die
Niggas know how we comin' comin'
Gm7
We slammin' like we drummin'
Am7 D7
Niggas pull up we dumper dumpin' we shootin' it ain't nothin'
G7
We leavin' them niggas slumpin' slumpin' see my gun and runnin' out
Gm7 Am7
A hunnid rounds keep 'em comin' comin' murder on my conscience
Ayy ayy ayy ayy
Chorus
D7
Hahaha Brr brr brr
G7 Gm7 Am7 D7
Yeah ■ ■ ■ picture me rollin'
We bend the curve when we creepin' when we step
Gm7
Picture me grapin'
Am7
Play them choppas move them right to left
D7 Gsus4 Gm7 D7
Yeah yeah ■ ■ ■ yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Picture me rollin'
Gm7 Am7
Nle the Top Shotta got the bombs like AlQaeda
D7
Picture me grapin'
Outro
Gm7 Am7 D7
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