Intro
F
I've been in the stu late, workin', no residuals
If we never speak again, I'm just glad I got to tell you truth
Ain't playin' count em'
You wanna come to paradise?
Matter of fact, you wanna come to Pluto?
Haha
[Verse 1]
F
She told me she was an angel
Em
She fucked two rappers and three singers
F
She got a few athletes on speed dial
C
I'm tryna get the case dismissed before I see trial
F
And these codeine habits ain't got nothin' to do with my lil' child
Em
No this codeine ain't got nothin' to do with my lil' child
F
I used to sell dope at my grandma's house, as a rude child
C
All these cameras on, fuckin' with my mood, wild
F
And these chains clinkin' back and forth, they too loud
Em
They know damn well this wasn't promised
Am
I know damn well this must be karma
Dm
Left every pair of Margielas at the condo
F
Technically I never packed up and leave
Em
Left 80 racks in the dresser, you can keep
Am
And I got this bad ting at disposal
Dm
I cooked it up and then I went global
F
My baby mama push a Range Rover
Em
Had to make sure I got it fully loaded
Am
Can't be the one and then you get exposed
Dm
If you the one, then God will let me know
F
But at the same time, I like to vibe with one
Em
I'm paranoid, I gotta ride with one
Am
And I had to 'splain to her last night
Dm
Had to send this one freak on the last flight
Am
Had to send this one freak on the last flight
[Chorus]
F
Won't get a response from me, ain't no confessions
Em
Before I tell a lie, won't tell you nothin'
F
Any time I got you, girl you my possession
C
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
F Em
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
Am Em
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
[Verse 2]
F
Standin' on Black Sox, meet me at the yacht dock
Em
Icin' out the clock, watch, bitches on my cock
Am
Yeah, maybe it's the drop, yeah
We get in our feelings, yeah
Dm
I don't know how you would feel about if I ain't have millions, yeah
F
I'm conversin' with you, I hope you hear me, yeah
Em
Keep my promise, take my love with you everywhere
Am
And hell no it ain't about no braggin' rights
Dm
But even if it was, shit I got it
Am
Pinstripes on a hardtop Bugatti
Em
She told me she was an angel
Dm
She fucked two rappers and three singers
Am
I'ma keep it genuine and tell the truth to you
Em
I got this jawn, she know what to do with me
Dm
And right now I don't know what to do with you
Gm
I don't wanna sound like I'm bein' rude with you
Dm
She caught a red eye, leavin' L.A#
Em
I shoulda gave her to the valet
Dm
And I had to tell her 'bout Miami
C
After she came with no panty
[Chorus]
F
Won't get a response from me, ain't no confessions
Em
Before I tell a lie, won't tell you nothin'
F
Any time I got you, girl you my possession
C
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
F Em
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
Am Em
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection