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Gm Gm Dm Dm
Gm Gm Dm Dm
Gm Gm Dm Dm
Gm Gm Dm Dm
D# D# D D
D# D# D D
D# D# D D

Astro, yeah

Gm Gm Dm Dm

Gm Gm D D
Sun is down, freezin' cold
Gm Gm D D
That's how we already know winter's here
Gm Gm D D
My dawg would prolly do it for a Louis belt
Gm Gm Dm Dm
That's just all he know, he don't know nothin' else
D# D# D D D# D# D D
I tried to show 'em, yeah
Gm Gm D D Gm Gm Dm Dm
I tried to show 'em, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Gm Gm
Gone on you with the pick and roll
D D
Young LaFlame, he in sicko mode

F#m F#m F#m F#m F#m F#m F#m F#m

F#m F#m C# C# F#m F#m
Woo, made this here with all the ice on in the booth
C# C# F#m F#m
At the gate outside, when they pull up, they get me loose
C# C# F#m F#m
Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hoppin' out coupes
C# C# F#m F#m
This shit way too big, when we pull up give me the loot

(Gimme the loot!)
C# C# F#m F#m
Was off the Remy, had a Papoose
C# C# F#m F#m
Had to hit my old town to duck the news
C# C# F#m F#m
Two-four hour lockdown, we made no moves
C# C# F#m F#m
Now it's 4AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew
C# C# F#m F#m
I just landed in, Chase B B mixes pop like Jamba Juice
C# C# F#m F#m
Different colored chains, think my jeweler really sellin' fruits
C# C# F#m F#m
And they chokin', man, know the crackers wish it was a noose

C# C#
Some-some-some, someone said
F#m F#m C# C#
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
F#m F#m C# C#
P-p-playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (someone said)
F#m F#m C# C#
To win the retreat, we all in too deep
F#m F#m F#m F#m F#m F#m F#m F#m
P-p-playin' for keeps, don't play us for weak (yeah)

F#m F#m C# C# F#m F#m
This shit way too formal, y'all know I don't follow suit
C# C# F#m F#m
Stacey Dash, most of these girls ain't got a clue
C# C# F#m F#m
All of these hoes I made off records I produced
C# C# F#m F#m
I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a group
C# C# F#m F#m
Hit my esés, I need the bootch
C# C# F#m F#m
'Bout to turn this function to Bonnaroo
C# C# F#m F#m
Told her, "Hop in, you comin' too"
C# C# F#m F#m
In the 305, bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke

(Don't stop, pop that pussy!)
C# C# F#m F#m
Had to slop the top off, it's just a roof (uh)
C# C# F#m F#m
She said, "Where we goin'?" I said, "The moon"
C# C# F#m F#m
We ain't even make it to the room
C# C# F#m F#m
She thought it was the ocean, it's just the pool
C# C# F#m F#m
Now I got her open, it's just the Goose
n.c F#m F#m C# C#
Who put this shit together? I'm the glue (someone said)
F#m F#m
Shorty FaceTimed me out the blue

C# C#
Someone said (Playin' for keeps)
F#m F#m C# C# F#m F#m F#m F#m
Someone said, motherfuck what someone said
F#m F#m F#m F#m
(Don't play us for weak)

F#m F#m F#m F#m F#m F#m

D#m D#m

Yeah

Astro

Yeah, yeah

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up (Ay, ay)

D#m D#m B B
She's in love with who I am
D#m D#m B B
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance (yeah)
D#m D#m B B
Now I hit the FBO with duffles in my hands
D#m D#m B B
I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land
D#m D#m
Had me out like a light, ayy, yeah
D#m D#m
Like a light, ayy, yeah
D#m D#m
Like a light, ayy

D#m D#m
Slept through the flight, ayy
D#m D#m
Knocked for the night, ayy, 767, man
D#m D#m
This shit got double bedroom, man
D#m D#m
I still got scores to settle, man
D#m D#m
I crept down the block (down the block), made a right (yeah, right)
D#m D#m
Cut the lights (yeah, what?), paid the price (yeah)
D#m D#m
Niggas think it's sweet (nah, nah), it's on sight (yeah, what?)
D#m D#m
Nothin' nice (yeah), baguettes in my ice (aww, man)
D#m D#m
Jesus Christ (yeah), checks over stripes (yeah)
D#m D#m
That's what I like (yeah), that's what we like (yeah)
D#m D#m
Lost my respect, you not a threat
n.c
When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I'm Sheck (bitch!)
D#m D#m
See the shots that I took (ayy), wet like I'm Book (ayy)
D#m D#m
Wet like I'm Lizzie, I be spinnin' Valley
D#m D#m
Circle blocks 'til I'm dizzy (yeah, what?)
D#m D#m
Like where is he? (Yeah, what?)
D#m D#m
No one seen him (yeah, yeah)
D#m D#m
I'm tryna clean 'em (yeah)

D#m D#m
She's in love with who I am
D#m D#m
Back in high school, I used to bus it to the dance
D#m D#m
Now I hit the FBO with duffles in my hand (woo!)
D#m D#m
I did half a Xan, thirteen hours 'til I land
D#m D#m
Had me out like a light, like a light
D#m D#m
Like a light, like a light
D#m D#m
Like a light (yeah), like a light
D#m D#m
Like a light

D#m D#m
Yeah, passed the dawgs a celly
D#m D#m
Sendin' texts, ain't sendin' kites, yeah
D#m D#m
He said, "Keep that on lock"
D#m D#m
I said, "You know this shit, it’s life", yeah
D#m D#m
It's absolute (yeah), I'm back reboot (it's lit!)
D#m D#m
LaFerrari to Jamba Juice, yeah (skrrt, skrrt)
D#m D#m
We back on the road, they jumpin' off, no parachute, yeah
D#m D#m
Shawty in the back
D#m D#m
She said she workin' on her glutes, yeah (oh my God)
D#m D#m
Ain't by the book, yeah
D#m D#m
This how it look, yeah
D#m D#m
'Bout a check, yeah
D#m D#m
Just check the foots, yeah
D#m D#m
Pass this to my daughter, I'ma show her what it took (yeah)
D#m D#m n.c
Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook, yeah

A#m A#m

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10 Jun 2019
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