[Chorus]
C#m
One of y'all niggas gon' be fuckin' with me
C#m C#m
I got two bad bitches gon' be rubbin' my feet
B A
I got three young niggas down to bust out the heat
A A G#m
And all y'all ain't got nothin' on me
C#m
Ooh, not one of y'all niggas gon' be fuckin' with me
C#m C#m
I got two bad bitches gon' be rubbin' my feet
B A
I got three young niggas down to bust out the heat
A A G#m
And all y'all ain't got nothin' on me
[Verse 1]
C#m
Uh, okay, put your fucking hands up, this the fucking anthem
C#m C#m B
Smiling 'cause I'm young, rich, black, and I'm handsome
A
Not to mention wealthy, ass on her healthy
A A G#m C#m
Young millionaire, what the fuck can you tell me? Smell me?
C#m
Nigga, that's Chanel cologne
C#m
I'm in Europe with the tourists with no cellular phone
B A
Like ooh, sound like rich nigga problems
A A G#m
I hit a bad bitch with a fistful of condoms
C#m
And the randomness of risky ménages
C#m C#m B
Like get the head right, she can get what she wanted
A
The spits, then flaunt it, my drip like a faucet
A A G#m C#m
She told me she was prego, I ain't even take the motherfuckin' dick out my pocket, yeah
The opposite
C#m C#m
She want me to fly her, so I copped a jet
B A
Must be thinkin' I'm a one way ticket on a runway
A A G#m
Drippin' in my feng shui, sippin' on a sundae
[Chorus]
C#m
One of y'all niggas gon' be fuckin' with me
C#m C#m
I got two bad bitches gon' be rubbin' my feet
B A
I got three young niggas down to bust out the heat
A A G#m
And all y'all ain't got nothin' on me
C#m
Ooh, not one of y'all niggas gon' be fuckin' with me
C#m C#m
I got two bad bitches gon' be rubbin' my feet
B A
I got three young niggas down to bust out the heat
A A G#m
And all y'all ain't got nothin' on me
[Verse 2]
C#m
I bought a Moncler coat for the times we were broke
C#m C#m B
I'ma wear it in the summer on LeBron James boat
A
Front row? Duh, bro, we don't sit on nosebleeds
A A G#m
Ain't your pockets obese? They won't fit in those seats
C#m
Ayy, we like a cold team, nigga, Shaq and Kobe
C#m C#m B
Like back in '03, I was only like 6
A
Shit, I was like 16, but I can give a sixteen
A A G#m
I can make a bitch scream, that's a bit extreme
C#m
I got a thick bald bitch, I call her Ms. Clean
C#m C#m B
My drip frosty like Halls and Listerine
A
We all all-stars, you hardly sixth string
A A G#m
Yeah, I had to ball hard to harvest these dreams
C#m
Swear to God, me too, no Harvey Weinstein
C#m C#m B
The coupe was lime green, my wrist was blindin
A
We party in South Beach, Ferraris and blue cheese
A A G#m
Fuck does that even mean? Nigga, just let the hook sing
[Chorus]
C#m
One of y'all niggas gon' be fuckin' with me
C#m C#m
I got two bad bitches gon' be rubbin' my feet
B A
I got three young niggas down to bust out the heat
A A G#m
And all y'all ain't got nothin' on me
C#m
Ooh, not one of y'all niggas gon' be fuckin' with me
C#m C#m
I got two bad bitches gon' be rubbin' my feet
B A
I got three young niggas down to bust out the heat
A A G#m
And all y'all ain't got nothin' on me
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