Intro: Belly: |Ebm B |B Mustard on the beat, hoe |Ebm B |Ebm Yeah Chorus: Belly: Ebm Bbm Thinking you a bad b**ch Gb B Really, you just doing bad b**ch Ebm Gb Fronted on me when I ain't had sh*t Bbm Ebm Until I came up like a savage Ebm Foreign girl with a accent (yuh) Gb B She can barely fit that ass in the Aston (it's true) Ebm You fronted on me when I ain't had sh*t (yuh) Until I came up like a savage Ebm I been up, 4 days I ain't even sleep, 4 days Ebm I been comin' down, 4 days I would rather dream when I'm awake Ebm Ayy, I ain't crashed in like 4 days Liquor got me goin' more craze Ebm B Life directed by Scorsese Ebm I lie and say the world's yours, babe
Verse 1: Belly: Ebm I put my mama in a million dollar condo Ebm I just made a million dollars off a convo Ebm B My gorilla strapped up like the gun show Ebm Had this motherf**ker lookin' like the congo B Uh, I made it out the jungle Ebm B If you hatin', bet this dick gon' reach your tonsils Abm B Huh, b**ch call me Papa Shango Ebm I'ma beat, beat it up just like a bongo, hey Chorus: Belly: Ebm Bbm Thinking you a bad b**ch Gb B Really, you just doing bad b**ch Ebm Gb Fronted on me when I ain't had sh*t Bbm Ebm Until I came up like a savage Ebm Foreign girl with a accent (yuh) Gb B She can barely fit that ass in the Aston (it's true) Ebm You fronted on me when I ain't had sh*t (yuh) Until I came up like a savage Ebm I been up, 4 days I ain't even sleep, 4 days Ebm I been comin' down, 4 days I would rather dream when I'm awake Ebm Ayy, I ain't crashed in like 4 days Liquor got me goin' more craze Ebm B Life directed by Scorsese Ebm I lie and say the world's yours, babe Verse 2: YG: Ebm Belly, what's brackin'? Abm Ebm You fronted on me, fr-fr-fronted on me Ebm That's the worse you could do when you done it on me I f**ked your friends 'cause you used to f**k my homies N.C. She told her friends, "That nigga stunted on me" Ebm/Ab B Pull off in that Lambo Ebm B Burnin' rubber and my eyes low (b**ch, back the f**k up) Ebm I tell her she can f**k up my life Just don't f**k up my cash flow Ebm Walk up in this b**ch, Louis, Gucci, lil Prada Ebm Went from none to somethin', been like tada Ebm When you hear how I ball, don't call This is not your cheese, you get nada Ebm B You did me wrong when I ain't had sh*t Ebm B Got done like Ellie, you a bad b**ch Ebm B I used to sleep on mattress Ebm B Now I got ex hoes on my tracklist Chorus: Belly: Ebm/Ab Bbm Thinking you a bad b**ch Gb B Really, you just doing bad b**ch Ebm Gb Fronted on me when I ain't had sh*t Bbm Ebm Until I came up like a savage Ebm Foreign girl with a accent (yuh) Gb B She can barely fit that ass in the Aston (it's true) Ebm You fronted on me when I ain't had sh*t (yuh) Bbm Abm Until I came up like a savage Ebm I been up, 4 days I ain't even sleep, 4 days Ebm I been comin' down, 4 days I would rather dream when I'm awake Ebm Ayy, I ain't crashed in like 4 days Liquor got me goin' more craze Ebm B Life directed by Scorsese Ebm I lie and say the world's yours, babe
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