Tell Your Friends

D7M
        C#m7  Bm7  E  D
        C#m7  D7M  C#m7

Bm7
    We are not the same I am too reckless
              E     D       C#m7
I'm not tryna go in that direction
C#m7
    These niggas they been doing too much flexing
                  D7M    C#m7     Bm7
But they about to call the wrong attention
Bm7
   And I ain't got no patience, no more testing
                E           D       C#m7
I do shit how I want, don't need no blessing
C#m7
    XO niggas, ain't nothing to mess with
                D7M  C#m7   Bm7
Nobody stoppin' us, oh no, we destined
Bm7
    And everybody around you is so basic
                  E      D          C#m7
I'm never rocking white, I'm like a racist
C#m7
    I don't drink my liquor with a chaser
                 D7M  C#m7     Bm7
And money is the only thing I'm chasin'
Bm7
    End some dope nights on some coke lines
                 E          D    C#m7
Give me head all night, cum four times
C#m7
    Baby girl just wanna smoke a pound
                     D7M  C#m7
Do an ounce get some dick, tell your friends about it

        F#m7
Go tell your friends about it (about it)
        Bm7
Go tell your friends about it (about it)
        F#m7
Go tell them what you know, what you seen
            F#m7
How I roll, how I get it on the low
Bm7
    Go tell your friends about it (about it)
   E    D            C#m7
Go tell your friends about it (about it)
C#m7
    I'm the nigga with the hair
Singing 'bout poppin' pills
                        D7M  C#m7  Bm7
fuckin' bitches, livin' life, so   trill

Bm7
    Last year I did all the politickin'
                E     D      C#m7
This year I'mma focus on the vision
C#m7
    I think these hoes deserve another fixin'
                      D7M  C#m7      Bm7
I'm talkin' 'bout the ones from the beginnin'
Bm7
    Don't believe the rumors, bitch, I'm still a user
                  E    D                   C#m7
I'm still rockin' camo and still roll with shooters
C#m7
I'm a villain in my city, I just made another killin'
      D7M    C#m7   Bm7
I'mma spend it all on bitches
Bm7
    And everybody fuckin', everybody fuckin'
             E      D         C#m7
Pussy on the house, everybody fuckin'
C#m7
Man, I miss my city, man, it's been a minute
      D7M  C#m7         Bm7
MIA a habit, Cali was the mission
Bm7
Cruise through the west-end in my new Benz
                    E    D             C#m7
I'm just tryna live life through a new lens
C#m7
Drivin' by the streets I used to walk through
                                D7M     C#m7
When I had no crib, I guess you call that shit a miracle

        F#m7
Go tell your friends about it (about it)
        Bm7
Go tell your friends about it (about it)
        F#m7
Go tell them what you know, what you seen
                  D7M  C#m7
How I roll, how I get it on the low
Bm7
    Go tell your friends about it (about it)
   E    D            C#m7
Go tell your friends about it (about it)
C#m7
    I'm the nigga with the hair
Singing 'bout poppin' pills
                        D7M  C#m7  Bm7
fuckin' bitches, livin' life, so   trill

Bm7
Roll some, think I’ll roll some
                    E    D
To know some, if we both honest
C#m7                     D7M
Who lasts? Yeah, you lie
C#m7      Bm7
Spent the whole summer
Tryna be at the wrong place at the right time
    E  D           C#m7
But I know what's mine when I see it
       D7M  C#m7
I know

Bm7
My cousin said I made it big and it's unusual
                           E     D         C#m7
She tried to take a selfie at my Grandma's funeral
C#m7
Used to roam on Queen, now I sing Queen street anthems
                              D7M  C#m7       Bm7
Used to hate attention, now I pull up in that wagon
Bm7
And I was broken, I was broken, I was so broke
                           E           D       C#m7
I used to roam around the town when I was homeless
C#m7
Me and Lamar would rob a nigga for his Jordans
                              D7M   C#m7      Bm7
And flip it just to get these hoes another nose fix
Bm7
Now we get faded when we want, girl, we got choices
                        E      D      C#m7
Lay them on the fuckin' table, we got choices
C#m7
And if they wanna fuck my niggas, they got choices
                            D7M      C#m7         Bm7
They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless
Bm7
Yeah, that shit is pointless
                            E          D            C#m7
They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless
C#m7
Yeah, that shit is pointless
                             D7M     C#m7        Bm7
They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless

        F#m7
Go tell your friends about it (about it)
        Bm7
Go tell your friends about it (about it)
        F#m7
Go tell them what you know, what you seen
            F#m7
How I roll, how I get it on the low
Bm7
    Go tell your friends about it (about it)
   E    D            C#m7
Go tell your friends about it (about it)
C#m7
    I'm the nigga with the hair
Singing 'bout poppin' pills
                        D7M  C#m7  Bm7
fuckin' bitches, livin' life, so   trill

Bm7  E  D  C#m7
        C#m7  D7M  C#m7  Bm7

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