D G [Intro] D Bm Bang, bang, bang G D G [Chorus] N.C. D Baby, cock the Glock and then I let it spray G Bust it out the Chevrolet D Bm Goin' fishing for your bitch today A G F# We drunk in Tampa Bay (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Em G D And we gon’ hit a lick, we getting rich today [Verse 1] D I got all these horses, howdy partner D Runnin' through the crib with a stick like Harry Potter (Bang, bang) D Go 'head run it back, we can get it Mary Poppin’ G D Since I got guap, these bitches can't tell me nothin' G Girl I'm numb and I ain't feelin' nothin' (Yee-haw) D Why you got a pistol? You ain't killin’ nothin’ G Ring ring, we got the drop, we finna drop every opp (Ayy, ayy, ayy) D Bm Hopped in the 'Rari, and told that bitch "Giddy up" (Ayy, ffft) A G D And they seen us pull up Em No we ain’t slippin', ra-ra-ra (Fa-fa-fa) D Hit 'em up (Hit 'em up) [Chorus] N.C. D Baby, cock the Glock and then I let it spray G Bust it out the Chevrolet D Bm Goin' fishing for your bitch today A G F# We drunk in Tampa Bay (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Em G D And we gon’ hit a lick, we getting rich today [Verse 2] D Ayy, baptized in the Chattahoochee D Trailer park coochie, steel-toed Gucci's (Woah nelly) G F150, whip it like a hooptie D Pull up to the Garth Brooks show for the groupies G D Shootin' ducks, bitch, we don't fuck with ducks, bitch G I turned to Tucker and I said [Chorus] N.C. D Baby, cock the Glock and then I let it spray G Bust it out the Chevrolet D Bm Goin' fishing for your bitch today A G F# We drunk in Tampa Bay (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Em G D And we gon’ hit a lick, we getting rich today
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