Intro
You better not raise your voice at me
You know I got a pimp degree
Pluto
[Chorus]
F#m G#m
Draco season with the bookbag
F#m C#m
Rat tat, got a little kick back
F#m G#m
Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch
F#m C#m
You ain't never ever get your bitch back
F#m G#m
You ain't never ever get your bitch back
F#m C#m
You ain't never ever get your bitch back
F#m G#m
You ain't never ever get your bitch back
F#m C#m
You ain't never ever get your bitch back
[Verse 1]
F#m G#m
Lamborghini doors when I lift off
F#m C#m
They done fucked around, got a nigga pissed off
F#m G#m
Nice little thot got a stiff arm
F#m C#m
Did the Heisman on the hoe got the stiff arm
F#m G#m
Fuck all that biting like Tyson or Holyfield
F#m C#m
Woah whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
F#m G#m
D# couple of pills and I got my soda filled
F#m C#m
Woah whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
F#m G#m
Break out a sweat, I go head over heels for these mils
F#m C#m
Woah whoa whoa whoa whoa
F#m G#m
She thinks she the one but to me she ain't nothing but a thrill
F#m C#m
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
F#m G#m
I've been drippin' like a God, what else?
F#m C#m
I been dodgin' all the flage, what else?
F#m G#m
I been fillin' up garages, what else?
F#m C#m
I gave her her first ménage, what else?
F#m G#m
Close your eyes eyes eyes
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I'm about to slide slide slide
F#m G#m
Wonder why why why
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I stay in the sky sky sky
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Pink molly, let me dance with her (yup)
F#m C#m
Freestylin', let me dance with her
F#m G#m
Sky Dweller, it was sentimental
F#m C#m
Rose gold, it was cinnamon
[Chorus]
F#m G#m
Draco season with the bookbag
F#m C#m
Rat tat, got a little kick back
F#m G#m
Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch
F#m C#m
You ain't never ever get your bitch back
F#m G#m
You ain't never ever get your bitch back
F#m C#m
You ain't never ever get your bitch back
F#m G#m
You ain't never ever get your bitch back
F#m C#m
You ain't never ever get your bitch back
[Verse 2]
F#m G#m
Fuck up my bitch by the change
F#m C#m
Want me to jump out the stage
F#m G#m
I wanna jump in the air
F#m C#m
You know the love ain’t fair
F#m G#m
You killin' then show us the proof
F#m C#m
I already got the juice
F#m G#m
Chain different colors like fruits
F#m C#m
I like to hang out the roof
F#m G#m
I got to train my bitches
F#m C#m
I'm putting chains on my bitches
F#m G#m
I'll pull some chain on the snitches
F#m C#m
I'm focused, I'm back on my mission
F#m G#m
Flex on a nigga, no apologies
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Molly off-white, done got to me
F#m G#m
Playing hockey with the ice in the Major League
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35 bitches at the St. Reg
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Fall back shooter like KD
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Back in the kitchen with the Curry
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Pullin' up wit Xan, can't hurt me
F#m C#m
Pineapple drink lookin' syrupy
F#m G#m
56 nights, I was dirty
F#m C#m
Styrofoam cups servin' patients
F#m G#m
Heard you been talkin' bout the kid
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Knowin' damn well that’s a flagrant (technical)
F#m G#m
I cancel two bitches
F#m C#m
I got me some new bitches
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Come check out how I’m living
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I got me some new drippy
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I got me some new drip!
F#m C#m
She ain't got nothing to do with it
F#m G#m
I'll give my bitch to you
F#m C#m
If that what she mean to you
[Chorus]
F#m G#m
Draco season with the bookbag
F#m C#m
Rat tat, got a little kick back
F#m G#m
Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch
F#m C#m
You ain't never ever get your bitch back
F#m G#m
You ain't never ever get your bitch back
F#m C#m
You ain't never ever get your bitch back
F#m G#m
You ain't never ever get your bitch back
F#m C#m
You ain't never ever get your bitch back
F#m G#m
Draco season with the bookbag
F#m C#m
Rat tat, got a little kick back
F#m G#m
Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch
F#m C#m
You ain't never ever get your bitch back
F#m G#m
You ain't never ever get your bitch back
F#m C#m
You ain't never ever get your bitch back
F#m G#m
You ain't never ever get your bitch back
F#m C#m
You ain't never ever get your bitch back
[Verse 3]
F#m G#m
Yeah I'm cruisin' in the deep
F#m C#m
I'm twisted up, I got geeked
F#m G#m
Misbehaving with ya freak
F#m C#m
Can't tell she got teeth
F#m G#m
I was in her mouth like veneers
F#m C#m
Stop comparing my career
F#m G#m
Designer flooded through the crib
F#m C#m
Business furniture for real
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Bought a Fendi couch for my kids
F#m C#m
They just want to plug a nigga wig
F#m G#m
Charge a half a mil for the gig
F#m C#m
Middle fingers up, fuck the pigs
F#m G#m
Diamonds fallin' off me, let me jig
F#m C#m
Never falling off and never quit
F#m G#m
I retired cookin' up a brick
F#m C#m
Certified nigga out the six
F#m G#m
Who was wrapping dummies in the zone
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I was chargin' 10 for the strong
F#m G#m
Keep on goin' in on this song
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Keep an F&N at your home
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Lesson learned and we moving on
F#m C#m
I got Firm niggas, Al Capone
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Got my Chi niggas on the horn
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Downtown Atlanta I was born
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