Big

G                                 
I'm on a Percocet, yeah, I just 
     F
had to relapse
G                                 
Even at my worst, I'm feeling like
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 I am the best
G                                 
I done Metta World Peace to myself
             F
 like I'm Ron Artest
G                                 
I never been a referee but I still
            F
 got a Tec, Kel-Tec
G                                 
Shoot you in your stomach, make 
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this shit hard to digest
G                                 
Rockstar, listening Jimi Hendrix 
               F
in the projects, yeah
G                                 
I'ma turn a nigga block to an art 
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project
G                              
Picasso, I paint that, where the 
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fuck is the bank at?
G                             F
Army sergeant, no rank, yeah, okay


[Verse]
G                           
If you ain't payin' a hundred 
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thousand, get them features out my 
face
G                                 
50K to install a codeine fountain 
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in my new estate
G                              
I got that pump, it's ironic how 
                              F
that pump made him pump his brakes
G                                 
I ain't Lil Pump but I got double 
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Glocks on me like Gucci Gang
G                                 
We ball like Wilt Chamberlain, 
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like the name of them old Gucci 
tapes
G                           F
Yeah, I'm talkin' 'bout Gucci Mane
G                               
That lil' bitch like, "Burr," why 
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she so insecure?
G                          F
Who got the pills in here? How do 
you live in here?
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G                                 
I got my crib in here, havin' some
       F
 kids, yeah
G                  F
I do it big, yeah, big big, yeah
G                  F
I do it big, yeah, big big, yeah 
(Let's go)
G                       F
She saw me in the club, how did you 
get in here?
G                      F
Fuck is you doin' here? Why is you 
shootin' here?
G                   F
Doin' it big, yeah, big big, yeah
G                   F
Doin' it big, yeah, big big, yeah
G                 F
Yeah, away, away, away, away, away
G                                 
You want bullshit, I hit you with 
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that olé
G                                 
Told my shooter I gotta prove 
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myself no lame
G                                 
Even when I stand up and hit it 
                           F
from the back I'ma still get laid
G                    F
Your bitch a dragon, she run up on 
me, she get slayed
G                                
I took a piss in your dead homie 
F
grave, uh (Let's get it)
G
Chicago shit, Chicago nigga
F
Fuckin' with a Philadelphia bitch
G                                 
Yeah, I'm super rich, I could pay 
           F
your rent, Rollie doesn't tick
G                      F
Chopper with the tints, pull up with
 the tints, clip is extended
G                         F
Never gave a fuck, never gave a 
shit, only gettin' rich
G                         F
Limb by limb, forgive and forget, 
man, I don't forget shit
N.C.
You don't know when to stand
N.C.
You got it bad, man, come in, oh
N.C.
Oh, baby, come in
N.C.
Man, I don't forget shit
N.C.
Uh, yeah


[Chorus]
G                                 
I'm on a Percocet, yeah, I just 
     F
had to relapse
G                                 
Even at my worst, I'm feeling like
          F
 I am the best
G                                 
I done Meta World Peace to myself 
            G
like I'm Ron Artest
G                                 
I never been a referee but I still
            F
 got a Tec, Kel-Tec
G                                 
Shoot you in your stomach, make 
                F
this shit hard to digest
G                                 
Rockstar, listening Jimi Hendrix 
      F
in the projects, yeah
G                               
I'ma turn a nigga block to an art 
   F
project
G                              
Picasso, I paint that, where the 
             F
fuck is the bank at?
B                       F
Army sergeant, no rank, yeah