Intro
DaBaby]
Em G D C
Woo, woo
Em G
Woo, woo
D C
I pull up like
Em G D C
How you pull up, Baby? How you pull up? (Oh, oh, oh)
Em G D C
How you pull up? I pull up (Woo, Seth in the kitchen)
[Chorus: DaBaby]
Em
Let's go
G D
Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car
C Em
With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
G D
Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar?
C Em
This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock (Woo)
G D
My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (Woo)
C Em
You better let me go the day you need me (Woo)
G D
Soon as you up me on that nigga, get to bustin' (Woo)
C Em
And if I ain't enough, go get the chop
[Verse 1: DaBaby]
G D
It's safe to say I earned it, ain't a nigga gave me nothin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
C Em
I'm ready to hop out on a nigga, get to bustin'
G D
Know you heard me say, "You play, you lay," don't make me push the button
C Em
Full of pain, dropped enough tears to fill up a fuckin' bucket
G
Goin' for buckets, I bought a chopper
D
I got a big drum, it hold a hundred, ain't goin' for nothin'
C Em
I'm ready to air it out on all these niggas, I can see 'em runnin'
G D
Just talked to my mama, she hit me on FaceTime just to check up on me and my brother
C Em
I'm really the baby, she know that her youngest son was always guaranteed to get the money
(Okay, let's go)
G D
She know that her baby boy was always guaranteed to get the loot
C Em
She know what I do, she know 'fore I run from a nigga, I'ma pull it out and shoot (Boom)
G D
PTSD, I'm always waking up in cold sweats like I got the flu
C Em
My daughter a G, she saw me kill a nigga in front of her before the age of two
G
And I'll kill another nigga too
D C
'Fore I let another nigga do somethin' to you
Em G
Long as you know that, don't let nobody tell you different
D C
Daddy love you (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus: DaBaby & Roddy Ricch]
Em
Let's go
G D
Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car
C Em
With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
G D
Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar?
C Em
This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock (Woo)
G D
My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (Woo)
C Em
You better let me go the day you need me (Woo)
G D
Soon as you up me on that nigga, get to bustin' (Woo)
C Em
And if I ain't enough, go get the chop
[Verse 2: Roddy Ricch]
G D
Keep a Glocky when I ride in the Suburban
C Em
'Cause the codeine had a young nigga swervin'
G D
I got the mop, watch me wash 'em like detergent
C Em
And I'm ballin', that's why it's diamonds on my jersey
G D
Slide on opps' side and flip the block back, yeah, yeah
C Em
My junior popped him and left him lopsided, yeah, yeah
G
We spin his block, got the rebound, Dennis Rodman
D C
Fool me one time, you can't cross me again
Em G
Twelve hundred horsepower, I get lost in the wind
D C
If he talkin' on the yard, the pen' dogs'll take his chin
Em G
Maybach SUV for my refugees
D C
Buy blocks in the hood, put money in the streets
Em G
I was solo when the opps caught me at the gas station
D C
Had it on me, thirty thousand, thought it was my last day
Em G
But they ain't even want no smoke
D C
If I had to choose it, murder what she wrote
[Chorus: DaBaby]
Em
Let's go
G D
Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car
C Em
With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
G D
Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar?
C Em
This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock (Woo)
G D
My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (Woo)
C Em
You better let me go the day you need me (Woo)
G D
Soon as you up me on that nigga, get to bustin' (Woo)
C Em
And if I ain't enough, go get the chop
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