B5
You can get the chrome hit the fitted off your dome
B5 C5
This shit you think you know think I'm kiddin’ then you wrong
B5
This ain't no song, just flexin' my bars
B5 Cm
Y’all broke down like the shit in your garage
Bm
Put the pressure on your shoulder blade, talk that shit
Bm Cm
Show up in a motorcade, fuck that shit
Bm
Man everybody knows you fake, plus you a bitch
Bm Cm
And everybody knows you hate, hustle and motivate
Bm
Everybody knows I'm the GOAT, greatest
Bm Cm
How you gonna say I'm not your favorite?
Bm Bm
As far as country rap goes everyone's just okay, But you know I'ma go
Bm Bm
Crazy white boy get a job done, standin' by myself with a pump
Cm
What's up {what's up}
B Bm Cm
You fuckboys stand around don't even get shit done, shit’s junk
Bm Bm C
I’m plugged in like light sockets and plus I am psychotic
Bm Cm
Don't bark I bite Mike Tyson, roll dice gamble life that’s in
Bm Cm
You shouldn't fuck around with me, fuck around with me
B5 Bm Bm
You shouldn't fuck around with me, I won't let it be
Bm
I won’t let 'em breathe
B B Cm
R.i.p. to a motherfucker that want war with me
Bm
Run up get your ass served v.i.p
Bm Cm Bm
Whoop a bitch nigga ass my specialty
Bm
S.o.b. son of a gun, huh
B5 C5
Look at how fast they run, uh
B Bm
My pistol it knocks heads off shoulders
Bm Cm B5 Cm
That's game over done, uh
[Verse]
B5
Whole bunch of hoes and shit hoe clique
B5 Cm
No talent havin' ass hoe bitch hoe shit
B5
Buckshot, get rocked, hillbilly hold this
B5 Cm
Want smoke? I got it, who wanna get lit?
B5
I ain't tryna hear about your trip
B5 Cm
That shits gay as fuck, two dicks, no bitch
B5 B5 C5
Walk around lookin' like a lick, prolly rob these dudes with my fist
B5
Who wanna get it rockin'? It ain't ever been a problem
B5 Cm
We can hit 'em with a shotgun, you ain't gonna see tomorrow
B5
He a motherfuckin' goner, I'm a motherfuckin' gunner
B5 Cm
Ain't that a motherfucker, motherfucker, motherfucker?
B5
Leave 'em on slump shit, bump my shit
B5 C5
Took a city boy to show you what country is
B5
Pull my boots on then kicked in the door
N.C.
And lets burn the rap sense bitch this is war
[Bridge]
Ebm Ebm Ebm Ebm
Ebm Ebm Ebm
[Verse]
Ebm
Sittin' shotgun with a shotgun I've been poppin'
Ebm
Since Master P and Silkk the Shocker had 'em sayin' uhh
Ebm
We can get it rockin' it ain't never been a problem
Eb
Fuck boy we ain't worried about none
Ebm Ebm
We can get it done, I'ma be the one
Ebm Ebm
Better run Forrest run Forrest run, run for it run for it run
Eb5
You can bring a knife and I'ma bring a gun
Eb5
Pow, wow, I just bought a new house
Eb5
Livin' up north you can see it from the south
Ebm Eb5
Who's that peepin' in my window, pow, nobody, nobody now
Eb5
You ain't talkin' 'bout me then nobody counts
Eb5
On top of the mountain, nobody around
Ebm
Fuck the mainstream I'll remain underground
Eb5
All alone on the throne where the fuck is my crown?
Ebm Eb5 Eb5
Whoa, oh, you ain't got no soul you fuckers outta control
Ebm
You microwave while I cook on the stove
Gb Eb5
Y'all Betty Crocker's I'm cookin' up dough
Ebm
I'm a goon in this rap shit
Eb5
Y'all lookin' like food in this rap shit
Ebm
I'm a fool with this rap shit
Eb5
One more album
N.C.
And I'm through with this rap shit
Ebm Ebm
What more I gotta do to prove I ain't number two?
Bitch who the fuck are you
Ebm
Writin' three number one's you ain't did shit once
Gb Ebm
I'ma do this shit again just incase you needed proof, ooh
Ebm Ebm
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, I've been OutKastin'
Ebm
Do this for practice, line after line how I'm catchin' these rappers
Gb
Way too much talkin' bitch, where is the action?
Ebm Ebm
Bitch I'm just askin'? What the fuck happened?
Ebm
The game ain't the same so I came did my thing
Gb Eb5
I created the lane now I'm done with this rap shit
