Intro
Freeband Gang
Am G Bm
I seen a so-called good girl turn on me
Em Bm
I smoke this dope to burn, burn, burn on it
Am G Bm
I gave her new waves and Iwatched her turn on me
Em
Yeah
[Chorus]
Am Bm Em
With this dope in my system, I know you gon' turn on me
C Am
With this dope in my system, I know you gon' turn on me
Bm Am
I been away too much, I know you gon' turn on me
Am Bm
We smoked so much, the ashes startin' to burn on me
Dm
I smoke so much, the ashes startin' to burn on me
Am Bm Em
I told you from the start you was gon' turn on me
G F
I seen so-called good girls turn on me
Am Bm Em
I seen a so-called good girl turn on me
[Verse 1]
Am
I smoke this dope to burn, burn, burn on it
Bm
I hit her once and then she tried to shine on me
Em
I passed it off like a blunt to the homies
Am Bm Em
I passed it off like a blunt to the homies
C
We up the boulevard, it's way too real
Am Bm
They took away Morris Brown, shit was way too real
Em C
Grew up three minutes from downtown, shit get way too real
Am Bm
I got them Texas boppers on call, shit get way too trill
Em
I got your ex tryna call, shit gettin' way too real
Am Bm Em
You know I'm with the shits, shit get way too real
Am Bm
Cartier frames on me, know I got them thangs on me
Em F
Panamera brain on me, you know I'm switchin' lanes in it
Am Bm
After I give you this game, you should never let a lame hit it
Em C
After I give you this game, you should never let a lame hit it
Am
I'm the one, put all the rings on you
Bm
I'm the one took all the blame for it
Em
I had to look at this lame happy
Am F
Try to figure out then why I ain't happy
Am
I'ma give you everything, I ain't crappin'
Bm
Give you everything you want, shit, I ain't crabby
Em
You never had a nigga that's lame, trappin'
You turned on Daddy, that's lame & crappy
Am
Hit that shit, now your name droppin'
Bm
Now I hit that shit, that's your name droppin'
Em
Come over later, I mash in it
F
I lay her with it, I crashed in it
Am
Lay in your bed, get grass in it
Bm
Let's smoke this blunt, got ashes in it
Em
Lookin' at a young rich nigga like
G
"Damn you mothafuckin' ol', lil' nasty nigga"
[Chorus]
Am Bm Em
With this dope in my system, I know you gon' turn on me
C Am
With this dope in my system, I know you gon' turn on me
Bm Am
I been away too much, I know you gon' turn on me
Am Bm
We smoked so much, the ashes startin' to burn on me
Dm
I smoke so much, the ashes startin' to burn on me
Am Bm Em
I told you from the start you was gon' turn on me
G F
I seen so-called good girls turn on me
Am Bm Em
I seen a so-called good girl turn on me
[Verse 2]
Am
Nowadays, I deal with lawsuits
Bm
You tellin' me that's what it came to
Em
Hookin' your panties and bras, off
That's how a nigga remember you
Am
After I hit it and splashed in it
Bm
You should never ever ever let a square get it
Em
I'm the one put all the flames on you
I had you, tatted my name on you
Am
You know them streets, they was callin' me back
Bm
I ain't gonna front like they ain't want ya
Em
Money over bitches, that's the first lesson
That's money over bitches, that's the first lesson
Am
Sleepin' on minks, that's no flexin'
Bm
Had you whippin' up a foreign, that's no question
Em
Had you whippin' up a foreign, that's no question
Am
I'm the one, give all this game to you
Bm
Had wheat Timbs on when I came to you
I don't want play with this lame business
Em
I curled up in it and came in it
Am
I gotta play with these cards given
Bm
Ain't never gonna have my heart in it
Em
I got a gift and I'm God given
That's why I'm gon' live like God's livin'
[Chorus]
Am Bm Em
With this dope in my system, I know you gon' turn on me
C Am
With this dope in my system, I know you gon' turn on me
Bm Am
I been away too much, I know you gon' turn on me
Am Bm
We smoked so much, the ashes startin' to burn on me
Dm
I smoke so much, the ashes startin' to burn on me
Am Bm Em
I told you from the start you was gon' turn on me
G F
I seen so-called good girls turn on me
Am Bm Em
I seen a so-called good girl turn on me
[Outro]
Am Bm Em
I seen a so-called good girl turn on me
Bm G
After I give you this game, you should never let a lame hit it