[Verse]
C5
You can get the chrome hit the fitted off your dome
C5 C#5
This shit you think you know think I'm kiddin’ then you wrong
C5
This ain't no song, just flexin' my bars
C5 C#m
Y’all broke down like the shit in your garage
Cm
Put the pressure on your shoulder blade, talk that shit
Cm C#m
Show up in a motorcade, fuck that shit
Cm
Man everybody knows you fake, plus you a bitch
Cm C#m
And everybody knows you hate, hustle and motivate
Cm
Everybody knows I'm the GOAT, greatest
Cm C#m
How you gonna say I'm not your favorite?
Cm Cm
As far as country rap goes everyone's just okay, But you know I'ma go
Cm Cm
Crazy white boy get a job done, standin' by myself with a pump
C#m
What's up {what's up}
C Cm C#m
You fuckboys stand around don't even get shit done, shit’s junk
Cm Cm C#
I’m plugged in like light sockets and plus I am psychotic
Cm C#m
Don't bark I bite Mike Tyson, roll dice gamble life that’s in
Cm C#m
You shouldn't fuck around with me, fuck around with me
C5 Cm Cm
You shouldn't fuck around with me, I won't let it be
Cm
I won’t let 'em breathe
C C C#m
R.i.p. to a motherfucker that want war with me
Cm
Run up get your ass served v.i.p
Cm C#m Cm
Whoop a bitch nigga ass my specialty
Cm
S.o.b. son of a gun, huh
C5 C#5
Look at how fast they run, uh
C Cm
My pistol it knocks heads off shoulders
Cm C#m C5 C#m
That's game over done, uh
[Verse]
C5
Whole bunch of hoes and shit hoe clique
C5 C#m
No talent havin' ass hoe bitch hoe shit
C5
Buckshot, get rocked, hillbilly hold this
C5 C#m
Want smoke? I got it, who wanna get lit?
C5
I ain't tryna hear about your trip
C5 C#m
That shits gay as fuck, two dicks, no bitch
C5 C5 C#5
Walk around lookin' like a lick, prolly rob these dudes with my fist
C5
Who wanna get it rockin'? It ain't ever been a problem
C5 C#m
We can hit 'em with a shotgun, you ain't gonna see tomorrow
C5
He a motherfuckin' goner, I'm a motherfuckin' gunner
C5 C#m
Ain't that a motherfucker, motherfucker, motherfucker?
C5
Leave 'em on slump shit, bump my shit
C5 C#5
Took a city boy to show you what country is
C5
Pull my boots on then kicked in the door
N.C.
And lets burn the rap sense bitch this is war
[Bridge]
Fbm Fbm Fbm Fbm
Fbm Fbm Fbm
[Verse]
Fbm
Sittin' shotgun with a shotgun I've been poppin'
Fbm
Since Master P and Silkk the Shocker had 'em sayin' uhh
Fbm
We can get it rockin' it ain't never been a problem
Fb
Fuck boy we ain't worried about none
Fbm Fbm
We can get it done, I'ma be the one
Fbm Fbm
Better run Forrest run Forrest run, run for it run for it run
Fb5
You can bring a knife and I'ma bring a gun
Fb5
Pow, wow, I just bought a new house
Fb5
Livin' up north you can see it from the south
Fbm Fb5
Who's that peepin' in my window, pow, nobody, nobody now
Fb5
You ain't talkin' 'bout me then nobody counts
Fb5
On top of the mountain, nobody around
Fbm
Fuck the mainstream I'll remain underground
Fb5
All alone on the throne where the fuck is my crown?
Fbm Fb5 Fb5
Whoa, oh, you ain't got no soul you fuckers outta control
Fbm
You microwave while I cook on the stove
G Fb5
Y'all Betty Crocker's I'm cookin' up dough
Fbm
I'm a goon in this rap shit
Fb5
Y'all lookin' like food in this rap shit
Fbm
I'm a fool with this rap shit
Fb5
One more album
N.C.
And I'm through with this rap shit
Fbm Fbm
What more I gotta do to prove I ain't number two?
Bitch who the fuck are you
Fbm
Writin' three number one's you ain't did shit once
G Fbm
I'ma do this shit again just incase you needed proof, ooh
Fbm Fbm
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, I've been OutKastin'
Fbm
Do this for practice, line after line how I'm catchin' these rappers
G
Way too much talkin' bitch, where is the action?
Fbm Fbm
Bitch I'm just askin'? What the fuck happened?
Fbm
The game ain't the same so I came did my thing
G Fb5
I created the lane now I'm done with this rap shit
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