Remove AdsOriginal Key: F# Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 92
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
[INTRO]
F#m E F#m E D E D E
Ayy, look
(This Vade on the keys)
[VERSE]
F#m Strapped up everyday, I used to Go to school with it
E Teachers and the principles thought mama'nem was cool with it
F#m I was duckin' truancy, know what y'all wanna Do with me
E Lock me up without the key and confiscate my jewelry
D Fuck that, I ain't goin' out or goin' down today
D E We strapped so I'ma kick, and plus, the beehive a mile away
D Duck tape, the gage'll saw a nigga head off
E Called him up in county, had to send his ass to med call
F#m Ayy, she gave me head like a hedgehog
F#m E O.T., just got a T, deal was a good call
F#m Quarterbackin', goin' long like Brett Favrе
E We in Miami, back to back up in foreign cars
D 'Bout YB featurе, Queen Latifah, we gon' set it off
E I ain't no preacher, but I'll teach you how to get it off
D I ain't no, I get to spazzin' off that alcohol
E I got this pokey and this pokey hangin' out my drawers
[CHORUS]
F#m Alright, alright, alright, alright
E F#m Bad bitches love rich members only
F#m Alright (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
E D Real members fuck with real members only
D Alright, alright, alright, alright
(What you talkin' 'bout?)
E D Real bitches love Real niggas only
D Alright, alright, alright, alright (Let's talk, nigga)
E And, bad bitches love rich members only
[VERSE]
F#m Break your window, Glock tucked in my waist, I'm comin' through with it
E Goin' inside my neighbour house, they think my uncle cool with it
F#m All these niggas foolery, these people plan on ruinin' me
E D Stolen Glock with a beam on it, don't tell me what to Do with this, I bust shit
D Love them deeply, now, my pain, I'm stuck with it
D E Been through a lot for this jewelry, I'm shinin' hard, you better not touch this
D I can tell you, I ain't the one to fuck with, this shit get bloody, boy
D E Rolls Royce, I remember, I used to ride around in them stolen cars
F#m Top shit, don't run and tell the Feds, they know I knock shit (Mhm mhm mhm mhm)
F#m E Knife on the yard, play, I send a nigga to the shop, bitch
F#m Behind the bars, I shut a nigga down, they know how Top get
F#m E Ben, tell a nigga, "Fuck 'em," once he released, he gon' get blitzed
D I'm talkin' Oakland back to Northside, the shell wood, and the bricks
D E Lil' bro a goblin, his name Bway, and he strictly with the shit
D They tryna kick it, but he know I don't fuck around with them boys
E I get the money, get the money, I got a bitch wipe the cars
F#m Cop car back to the prison, now, YoungBoy livin' large
E His heart ain't goin' on, he been pimpin', he been brakin' them broads
F#m You better not tell no one you seen it, you gon' face this penalty, on Kaell, I mean it
E To bust a head, I'm feindin'
D Leave him dead on Siegen
D Pussy nigga test me, I said, "Bitch, give me a reason"
E I don't feel a nigga pain, boy
D Rich nigga, members only, know they know we bang hard
E Tell my grandma, "Wait up on me," I'm headed to the graveyard
[CHORUS]
F#m Alright, alright, alright, alright (Come on)
E F#m Bad bitches love rich members only (Do what they want lil' nigga, believe that)
F#m Alright (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
E D Real members fuck with real members only
D Alright, alright, alright, alright (Keepin' us out the cleats)
(What you talkin' 'bout?)
E D Real bitches love Real niggas only
D Alright, alright, alright, alright
E F#m And, bad bitches love rich members only
[OUTRO]
Okay, it don't get realer than that
It don't get no realer
And, real members fuck with real members only
Niggas be flodgin'
Believe that
All the rich niggas, hahaha
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