• A#m
  • Fm
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Key:
A#m Woo! I'm on my way to an island
Fm A#m And I'm popping shit at the pilot (Fly shit only)
Fm Niggas be broke and be starving But still talking shit like they
A#m violent (Niggas is broke)
Fm They said that they honest, talk money These niggas gon' say that they got
A#m it (Huh?)
Fm Get knocked with the key to success And these niggas gon' blame it on
A#m Khaled
A#m They don't want to see you win (They don't)
Fm They don't want to see the Wraith (No)
A#m You don't want to see your bitch
Fm Caught up in the stars like she outer space
A#m Mansion after condo, condo after mansion
Fm And I'm running out of space
A#m Tell your homie, keep on coming out his mouth
Fm I'm sending somethin' round his way
A#m Niggas barely getting lawyer money
Fm Better get some Sig Sauer money
A#m Running 'round like you Superman
Fm Don't be selfish, get your mom insurance money (Ha)
A#m Fm 'Cause I'm the one to put it on your money
A#m I'm the one that make it happen it to you
Fm Niggas with you fuck around and do it for me [Hook: Tory Lanez]
A#m Fm Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it's litty again
A#m Fm Fly out the piff and the tropic, it's litty again
A#m Fm All of my partners is poppin', you know that we litty again
A#m Fm All of the foreigns on Collins, you know that we litty again
A#m They don't want to see the squad
Fm They don't want to see the Wraith
A#m They don't want to see your bitch up in the stars
Fm Like she going outer space
A#m Litty again, litty again
Fm I got it, we litty again
A#m Litty again, litty again
Fm I got it, we did it, we litty again [Verse 2: Tory Lanez]
A#m Feature money out the safe
Fm Went and brought a Wraith, brought it down Collins
A#m Niggas talking like they want it
Fm When we in the city, they don't want problems
A#m Niggas said they gon' rob us
Fm But nigga, we coming from welfare
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A#m I shoot a movie, when I pull it have you
Fm Catch a bullet like a NFL player
A#m Should've known it was litty
Fm When bitches start lying on my dick
A#m Lie on that pussy like I hit
Fm Can't even be a side, side bitch
A#m I'm hittin' 9s, 10s
Fm And you ain't even looking like you a 5
A#m Broke bitches trying to do it for Twitter
Fm When they used to do it for Vine, whoa
A#m I'm the man of the hour
Fm I'm the nigga with the airtime
A#m Rolls Royce Wraith N.C Put your bitch up in the stars like she in the airline
A#m Niggas talking 'bout my hair line
Fm I laugh about it, I be feelin' them
A#m See, we both be making M's
Fm They be making memes, I be making millions
A#m I just counted up a Quentin Miller
Fm A QM, that's a quarter milli
A#m They don't wanna see Jae drop "6"
Fm Fly private when I go to Philly
A#m Funny money, yeah I know it's silly
Fm But your hoe feel me when I pull up
A#m And I got a pour a whole four on it
Fm I promise she gon' know it's litty, motherfucker, yeah [Hook: Tory Lanez]
A#m Fm Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it's litty again
A#m Fm Fly out the piff and the tropic, it's litty again
A#m Fm All of my partners is poppin', you know that we litty again
A#m Fm All of the foreigns on Collins, you know that we litty again
A#m They don't want to see the squad
Fm They don't want to see the Wraith
A#m They don't want to see your bitch up in the stars
Fm Like she going outer space
A#m Litty again, litty again
Fm I got it, we litty again
A#m Litty again, litty again
Fm I got it, we did it, we litty again [Verse 3: Meek Mill]
A#m All of my niggas is way up
Fm These niggas is haters, I know that they hate us (Suckers)
A#m I score your bitch like a lay up (Score)
Fm I make a mil' like a layup (More)
A#m I pop a pill just to stay up (Woo)
Fm I sip the lean just to slow it up (Slow it up)
A#m I'm with my team and we goin' up (Goin' up)
Fm All of these foreigns, they know it's us
A#m Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it
Fm Like the coco when we mix the soda up
A#m Perfect timing and we're blowing up
Fm Fuck it, I'ma light the Rollie up
A#m Shawty fucking for Chanel
Fm I ain't tripping, that's a coconut
A#m Push the 'Rari 'till the motor bust
Fm Stack the paper, fill the sofa up
A#m Lie on that paper
Fm I am not slacking, I stay on that paper
A#m I feel like it's a restraining order on that money
Fm 'Cause y'all stay away from that paper
A#m I know some niggas that used to be balling
Fm But know they all feeling a way 'bout this paper
A#m I be spending hundred, hundred, hundred after hundred
Fm They thought I was making this paper
A#m Fuckin' it good, I be raping this paper
Fm Shit, I might as well get married to money
A#m I marry Nicki, still married to money
Fm She rich as Mariah, I carry the money
A#m And fuck a deposit, I bury the money (Bury the mills)
Fm I bag the money
A#m Ithang out my pocket, embarrasing money
Fm I act like I ain't used to having this money, ho! [Hook: Tory Lanez]
A#m Fm Hopped in the Wraith and I bought it, it's litty again
A#m Fm Fly out the piff and the tropic, it's litty again
A#m Fm All of my partners is poppin', you know that we litty again
A#m Fm All of the foreigns on Collins, you know that we litty again
A#m They don't want to see the squad
Fm They don't want to see the Wraith
A#m They don't want to see your bitch up in the stars
Fm Like she going outer space
A#m Litty again, litty again
Fm I got it, we litty again
A#m Litty again, litty again
Fm I got it, we did it, we litty again
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