[Producer Tag: Young Thug]
Bb Dm Gm
Dm Gm Dm
Metro Boomin want some more nigga

[Chorus: Offset]
Dm
Automatic (auto), automatics, in the trunk
Dm
Shoot the maggots, shoot the maggots with the pump
Dm
Thot and addy (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
Gm F Em
We got static (static), pussy nigga run your charm (hey)
Dm
Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news)
Dm
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey)
Dm
Trappin’ the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no name
G Fm
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in your door man

[Verse 1: Offset]
Dm
Yeah, put on the Patek, poppin’ xannys, I’m an addict
Dm
Break the mattress with a baddie on the addy
Dm
Diamonds flashing, need some glasses for the flashing, yeah
Michael Jackson with this fashion, bitch I’m dabbin’, yeah
Dm
All of this shit on purpose got these bitches slurpin’
Dm
All your pockets on hurting, nigga you can be my servant
Dm Gm
Go to the lot and young nigga don’t lease it, I purchase
F
After I cut off a thot I give her some money for service (here)
Dm
Wherever I go the whole gang gon’ go, yeah (gang)
Dm
You cannot tame the ho because you want fame for sure (tame)
Dm
You think that you rich ‘cause you got a hundred or more
Dm F
I got an over overload like I just sold my soul
Dm
I, pour up a four, a liter, I got the stripes, Adidas
Dm
I got a foreign mamacita and I been known to beat it (mama)
Dm
Niggas ain’t goin’ defeated, we get the guns immediate
Dm
Don’t burn in the coupe, it’s an Italy
F
These niggas is broke and it’s pitiful

[Chorus: Offset]
Dm
Automatic (auto), automatics, in the trunk
Dm
Shoot the maggots, shoot the maggots with the pump
Dm
Thot and addy (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
Gm F Em
We got static (static), pussy nigga run your charm (hey)
Dm
Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news)
Dm
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey)
Dm
Trappin’ the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no name
Gm F
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in your door man

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
Dm
Yeah, Kim Jong, yeah big bombs (21)
Dm
Wonder Bread man, make your bitch lick crumbs (yeah)
Dm
Audemars Piguet flooded, got my wrist numb (bling)
Gm F
Grab the hitstick, nigga tryna blitz some’
Dm
Dope boy, dope boy, I sell coke boy (21)
Dm Am
You broke ass rappers food, it’s a po boy (21)
Dm
Everybody the same, all these niggas sound alike (dick riders)
Gm F
Fox 5 gang, turn you to a candlelight
Dm
Bitch boy I’m a mobster, shrimp in my pasta
Jamaican Don Dada, hang ‘round the shottas
Dm
Mad Max nigga, yeah I hang with the killers (21)
Gm F
Planet of the Apes, yeah I hang around gorillas (on god)
Dm
I got AK, SK, HK, broad day (21)
Em
You a fuckboy, we ain’t with the horseplay (bitch)
Dm
Shrimp ass nigga, did you do your chores today? (21)
Gm F
Do you wanna take a ride with the coroner today? (21)

[Chorus: Offset]
Dm
Automatic (auto), automatics, in the trunk
Dm
Shoot the maggots, shoot the maggots with the pump
Dm
Thot and addy (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
Gm F Em
We got static (static), pussy nigga run your charm (hey)
Dm
Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news)
Dm
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey)
Dm
Trappin’ the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no name
Gm F
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in your door man

[Verse 3: Travis Scott]
Dm
Drop from the heavens straight in the wild (yeah)
Dm
Trunk in the front, top gotta slide
Dm
Ride suicides, we keep this shit alive (yeah)
Gm F
Jumping out the public houses, don’t you come outside
(Straight up)
Dm
Private status, tryna land the jet at Magic (how you goin’?)
Dm
Goin’ way up, on my way to cut through traffic (what you poppin’)
Dm
Pop the seal and pop the bean, I need the balance (pop it, pop it)
Gm F Dm
Bloody ass is what I’m seeing, it’s way too graphic
Dm
Watch your fingers ‘cause the cactus dangerous (yeah)
Dm
Broke, you ain’t us, we don’t speak that language
Dm
On the couches
Gm
Tom Cruise, I’ma make her see, she snort a mountain
F
Rackades on the outfit will make her bounce it
Dm
Good drank my life yeah, CPR my pipe, yeah
Dm
Please need the energy, only got a night, yeah (it’s lit)
Dm
Nike boys, we don’t do three stripes (yeah)
Gm F
I’m living for my niggas that do life, yeah

[Chorus: Offset]
Dm
Automatic (auto), automatics, in the trunk
Dm
Shoot the maggots, shoot the maggots with the pump
Dm
Thot and addy (thot), love the Patek on my arm (Patek)
Gm F Em
We got static (static), pussy nigga run your charm (hey)
Dm
Ghostface killers (killers), Wu-Tang, 21 news gang (news)
Dm
Drug dealers in the Mulsanne, at the top of the food chain (hey)
Dm
Trappin’ the cocaine (yeah), no gang, shooter with no name
Gm F
We can play toll games, the whole gang, kick in your door man