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