Song Scale: F Minor
Signature BPM: 4/4
Metronome: 100
Strumming Pattern: DU,DU,DU,DU
(Intro)
Fm Bbm Db C
Helluva made this beat baby
[VERSE]
Fm Bbm
Walking out the club, nigga looking at me funny
Db C
I’m already pissed cause I threw too much money
Fm Bbm
But I ain’t tripping, I know that nigga ain’t no dummy
Db C
This MAC gotta 50, I leave his face ugly
Fm Bbm
But that bitch at the crib, lowkey I’m sleeping
Db C
Before I knew it, this nigga ran up on me trippin
Fm Bbm
Twice in the air, (gimme everything)
Db C
I ain’t struggle at all, gave him everything
Fm Bbm
I ain’t panic, hopped in my whip and left
Db C
Time to do some homework, I gotta put that boy to rest
Fm Bbm
He look like a killer, I’m bout to put him to the test
Db C
Wanna kill me a nigga all you see in my face is death, nigga
Fm Bbm
On the gram scrolling trough to my timeline
Db C
On some hoes page, look what I find
Fm Bbm
The stripper bitch posted him as her MCM
Db C
Same lil bitch was just in my dm
Fm
It wasn’t hard to get to him
Bbm
You know it’s up I’m spliting him
Db
I see his whip I’m flipping that
C
The dealership won’t want it back
Fm Bbm
Let me write her back and get her contact
Db C
And caught ’em killers up, it’s time to do some contracts
Fm Bbm
Matter fact, Imma get him set up by to the stripper
Db C
Tell her I got 50, I know that hoe gon be with it
Fm Bbm
She fuck so many niggas, I know she ain’t got no feelings
Db C
And I’m sticking to the code, when he drops she goin’ with him
Fm Bbm
Ain’t talking to no niggas, Imma keep my own business
Db C
You know how it goes, street niggas turn witness
Fm Bbm
Going trough my gram, she just hit me with them digits
Db C
She said “call later”, cause she laid up with her nigga
Fm Bbm
This might be my only chance to do ’em
Db C
Gotta set his mouth before he talk and spread the rumor
Fm Bbm
If the word hit the streets, that he robbed me
Db C
A nigga killed the police, don’t wanna find me
[VERSE]
Fm Bbm
Hell yeah, I got the location
Db C
Now I’m out side of they crib, I’m just waiting
Fm Bbm
I’m texting her like how much longer I’m impatient
Db C
She don’t know, I’m bout to light the block up like is Vegas
Fm Bbm
Setting over the boy like bitch what you get for playing
Db C
I ain’t tryna talk, It’s a wrap start praying
Fm Bbm
He coming out, my first shot gon’ be a headshot
Db C
Imma put this draco in his dread-locks
Fm Bbm
I can’t wait to see his blood running out
Db C
Run up in his crib, find his bitch knock her frontier out
Fm Bbm
She text me back like be on yo way in Bbm mins
Db C
She don’t know that in Bbm mins she ain’t gon’ be livin’
Fm Bbm
He got in his whip, I ran up and I hit em
Db C
When the gun smoke clear, I saw it was the wrong nigga [What the fuck]
Fm Bbm Db
Now I gotta kidnap her, this afirst nigga
C
I don’t know how kidnaps works
Fm Bbm Db
Imma kill ’em, but I gotta get my shit back first
C
[Damn]
C
[Fuck]
Lyrics
Helluva made this beat baby
Walking out the club, nigga looking at me funny
I’m already pissed cause I threw too much money
But I ain’t tripping, I know that nigga ain’t no dummy
This MAC gotta 50, I leave his face ugly
But that bitch at the crib, lowkey I’m sleeping
Before I knew it, this nigga ran up on me trippin
Twice in the air, (gimme everything)
I ain’t struggle at all, gave him everything
I ain’t panic, hopped in my whip and left
Time to do some homework, I gotta put that boy to rest
He look like a killer, I’m bout to put him to the test
Wanna kill me a nigga all you see in my face is death, nigga
On the gram scrolling trough to my timeline
On some hoes page, look what I find
The stripper bitch posted him as her MCM
Same lil bitch was just in my dm
It wasn’t hard to get to him
You know it’s up I’m spliting him
I see his whip I’m flipping that
The dealership won’t want it back
Let me write her back and get her contact
And caught ’em killers up, it’s time to do some contracts
Matter fact, Imma get him set up by to the stripper
Tell her I got 50, I know that hoe gon be with it
She fuck so many niggas, I know she ain’t got no feelings
And I’m sticking to the code, when he drops she goin’ with him
Ain’t talking to no niggas, Imma keep my own business
You know how it goes, street niggas turn witness
Going trough my gram, she just hit me with them digits
She said “call later”, cause she laid up with her nigga
This might be my only chance to do ’em
Gotta set his mouth before he talk and spread the rumor
If the word hit the streets, that he robbed me
A nigga killed the police, don’t wanna find me
[Hello, ay look, I know you saying call later but look, send me ayo location, Imma put it on my GPS right now and just see how far you is, all you need is call me ]
Hell yeah, I got the location
Now I’m out side of they crib, I’m just waiting
I’m texting her like how much longer I’m impatient
She don’t know, I’m bout to light the block up like is Vegas
Setting over the boy like bitch what you get for playing
I ain’t tryna talk, It’s a wrap start praying
He coming out, my first shot gon’ be a headshot
Imma put this draco in his dread-locks
I can’t wait to see his blood running out
Run up in his crib, find his bitch knock her frontier out
She text me back like be on yo way in 2 mins
She don’t know that in 2 mins she ain’t gon’ be livin’
He got in his whip, I ran up and I hit em
When the gun smoke clear, I saw it was the wrong nigga [What the fuck]
Now I gotta kidnap her, this afirst nigga
I don’t know how kidnaps works
Imma kill ’em, but I gotta get my shit back first
[Damn]
[Fuck]
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