Intro
Ebadd11/A A7
Oh yeah
Ebadd11/A A7
Oh yeah
Bm7 F#m7 Em7
(Spotlight, that's just my life and time)
[Verse 1]
Em7
Okay, I got me a sweet bitch
Em7 Em7
So I'm headed to N.Y. just to be up in it
Em7 Em7
Off of Rivington, we fuckin' us some Sweet Chick
Em7
She go vegan on the weekends
G/A
Hell naw, you shouldn't be eatin' dick
Em7
I got me a freak bitch
Em7 Em7
And she nasty, she wild, she a free spirit
Em7 Em7
After me, she gon' let the whole team hit it
Em7 G/A
Goddamn, why can't you be more discreet wit' it?
I'm at peace wit' it
Bm7 F#m7 Em7
Come on, peace, kid
(Spotlight, that's just my life and time)
Yeah, it ain't much, look
Em7 Em
Okay, I got me a cheap broad
Em Em7
Should be tippin' but she put them dollars in her bra
Em Em7
She be cussin' out the managers at restaurants
G/A
Every time we go to dinner, shit is free of charge
Em7 Em7
Ha, ha, I got me a centerfold
Em7 Em7
Kinda sorta well she poppin' on the Insta though
Em7 Em7
She gon' have a million followers by the winter time
G/A
After that she'll be somebody that I used to know
Bm7 F#m7 Em7
(Spotlight, that's just my life and time)
I had to let her go, you know?
Em7 Em7
Had a Xan ho
Em7 Em7
She be mumblin' and hard to understand though
Em7 Em7
She in love with all the trappers from Atlanta
G/A
Introduced her to T.I. and that was the last time I had her
Em7 Em7
Got a skater bitch
Em7 Em7
She a gamer, gotta take her to arcades and shit
Em7 Em7
She be watchin' Anime while I'm layin' dick
G/A
"Wanna go to Comic Con?" I'm like "Come down a bit"
Bm7 F#m7 Em7
(Spotlight, that's just my life and time)
I like gangsta shit, uh
Em7 Em7
Speakin' of which, got a gangsta boo
Em7 Em7
Met her mama and her grandmama, gangsta too
Em7 Em7
With the drama, keep the llama in the daisy dukes
G/A
Shit, if I try to take her to the party, she gon' shoot up the room
Em7 Em7
(Fuck outta here, nigga, run ya shit)
Ooh, got a lazy bitch
Em7 Em7
Oh, I'ma do it tomorrow, tomorrow came and went
Em7 Em7
Ain't no fuckin' at the crib, it's probably dirty as shit
G/A
How you runnin' outta breath when you ridin' the dick?
Ho, oh nah, nah, nah, you gotta get the fuck up off me right now
Ebadd11/A A7
Oh yeah
Ebadd11/A A7
Oh yeah
Bm7 F#m7 Em7
(Spotlight, that's just my life and time)
Damn, okay, I got it
Em7 Em7
Got a cougar bitch
Em7 Em7
We be fuckin' in the back of Subarus and shit
Em7 Em7
I would love to spend the night, there's always food in the fridge
G/A
She be knowin' what she like and what to do wit' it
Em7 Em7
Uh, throwin' me around, wasn't used to it (Wasn't used to it)
Em7 Em7
Try to tell my bigger homie how abusive she is
Em7 Em7
Nigga, no one would believe me, they like "You just a bitch"
G/A
Had to buy surveillance cameras to get proof of it
Bm7 F#m7 Em7
Damn
(Spotlight, that's just my life and time)
I'm suin' you, bitch
[Verse 2]
Em7 Em7
But I got a tight ass one from Chicago (from Chicago)
Em7 Em7
She say she lowkey but everybody know (everybody know)
Em7 Em7
Bitch is from heaven, mattress on the floor (whoa)
G/A
Invite her to the crib, show her how I live
Em7
But she bossin' roaches, no
Em7
Next stop, Ohio (Ohio)
Em7 Em7
Her mom's shoppin' these parts from Mexico (Mexico)
Em7 Em7
She demand the C# before and after show (after show)
G/A Bm7
These are the ups and downs when we're in the
F#m7 Em7
(Spotlight, that's just my life and time)
Em7 Em7
Ooh, yeah, baby, baby, yeah
Em7
Yeah, baby
N.C.
Ah, oh
Em7
Darlin', darlin', darlin', darlin', darlin', darlin'
[Break]
Em7
Okay, ha, shit
G/A
Yes Lord, okay
Bm7 F#m7 Em7
(Spotlight, that's just my life and time)
I got it, uh
[Outro]
Em7
Got a yogi bitch
Em7 Em7
And she natural, she hate to wear deodorant
Em7 Em7
And she bashful if she come up out those clothes she in
N.C.
You got a what, my nigga? You got-you got a what?
N.C.
Oh, your bitch is flexible?
N.C.
No, no, no, no, no, no
N.C.
You got yogi bitches now? Fuck that!
N.C.
How'd you get in here? Chill
N.C.
Let's see if your bitch could dodge these bullets, nigga
N.C.
My nigga, you know what?
N.C.
Yo, yo
N.C.
Get the fuck, wait, you fuckin' wit' a bitch
N.C.
Don't talk
N.C.
That don't shave her under arms?
N.C.
You know what? You gon' run that under arm hair bitch
N.C.
Bitches in the hood need that for edges
N.C.
Put the gun down, yo
N.C.
What else you got in your bag, bitch? Come up off that
N.C.
Shut the fuck up, nigga
N.C.
Oh
N.C.
You know what, come up off your cha-you know what? I fuckin' loved you, nigga
N.C.
Okay, okay
N.C.
Your bitch is makin' me-you know what, bitch?
N.C.
She 'bout to die first, fuck that
N.C.
Don't move
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