Intro
G#(Pipe A#that shit Cmup, D#TnT)
I take everything offensive (Haze), get mad over anything
Now I'm trippin', I think I drunk too much lean
Before its time for night for the calling, I will not recall it, I won't remember anything
Chorus
G#Shit I said before, I can't take that A#back
CmI don't want no Cutlass, no, real gangsters drive that D#Cadillac
G#Shyne, I need some clear diamonds, boy, I see some clouds in A#that
CmThese slimes, they tryna kill 'bout me, tryna chill, so I ain't call 'em D#back
G#Give you my lean, better drink all of that, A#yeah
CmSoon as I flash you, just break down and get another D#pass
G#Young nigga went under with ten M's, I need another A#bag
CmTryna be pierced top, young nigga, Go find some gems
D#Hold on, tryna pop his shit 'bout Top, gon' pop soon as I see him
Verse 1
G#Ooh, tell me if you got A#me
CmI ain't been Maybach riding, it's in LA, I don't drive D#it
G#We dont Go to the L'Auberge while we on A#Highland
CmYou wanna Go in, make sure you call before the night D#end
G#It came in like a Powerball, Powerball, A#oh
CmI admit, it caught me D#slippin'
G#I admit, I wasn't prepared for how your love came hit A#me
CmNow you got me, but around, feel I should still tote my D#glizzy
G#Salt Lake City covered up in snow with my apparel A#on
CmOld ways and just might settle with a stand D#off
G#Let's see who draw the fastest, I ain't going A#down
CmQuick man drawin' on Madden, it's a fast D#ball
Chorus
Shit I said before, I can't take that back
I don't want no Cutlass, no, real gangsters drive that Cadillac
Shyne, I need some clear diamonds, boy, I see some clouds in that
These slimes, they tryna kill 'bout me, tryna chill, so I ain't call 'em back
Give you my lean, better drink all of that, yeah
Soon as I flash you, just break down and get another pass
Young nigga went under with ten M's, I need another bag
Tryna be pierced top, young nigga, Go find some gems
Hold on, tryna pop his shit 'bout Top, gon' pop soon as I see him
Verse 2
I ain't changing shit on my car, I'ma ride on factory rims
Real 38 baby on certain occasions, young nigga earned him seven kills
I say fuck 'em if they hate me, but speakin' on cases get you drilled
I wake up and take one pill
Ain't turn down since I signed my deal
Ain't shown love since Dump got killed
Ride that Rolls and lift the front, I got killers on my rear
I got loss sittin' on my brain, feel like I've been here for years
Tryna Do better for my girl, feel like my heart made of steel
Three million for my children a piece, that's my goal for this year
Told myself one million dollars, but I did that last year
Young nigga still riding 'round with them choppers 'bout some shit from last year
Chorus
Shit I said before, I can't take that back
I don't want no Cutlass, no, real gangsters drive that Cadillac
Shyne, I need some clear diamonds, boy, I see some clouds in that
These slimes, they tryna kill 'bout me, tryna chill, so I ain't call 'em back
Give you my lean, better drink all of that, yeah
Soon as I flash you, just break down and get another pass
Young nigga went under with ten M's, I need another bag
Tryna be pierced top, young nigga, Go find some gems
Hold on, tryna pop his shit 'bout Top, gon' pop soon as I see him