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Tom:
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| Bm | G A | Bm | G A | [Chorus]
Bm G A I said right foot creep, ooh, I'm walking with that heater
Bm G A Look around, stay low, make sure they don't see you
Bm G A Catch 'em bad, walk down, face 'em with that heater
Bm G A The devil under your feet, you're on your way to see him (Let's go)
Bm G A Stretch me one, I can't sleep, bang out when I see you
Bm G A Play with me, you can't sleep, we gunnin' to decease you
Bm G A You won't have no case, rearrange your shape soon as they face you
Bm G A You won't have no space, we in your section 'til we spray you [Verse 1]
Bm G A Put your mask on, yeah, they comin' out
Bm G A Soon as they close that door, we just gon' walk down
Bm G A They say we dead wrong 'cause we knocked him off
Bm G A But he who got caught lackin', tell that girl that that's his fault
Bm If we draw down, guns get let off
G A At all them clowns, including his spouse
Bm Kept that blick inside my drawers
G A Every time I walked to Dalton
Bm I worked for Tim and sold CD's
G A You throw a diss and you get tossed
Bm G Say you ain't catch that, cross my name up, ain't no talking (Yeah)
A Bm G A If they had a bang-out at the store, from my papa window, I could see it sparkin'
Bm G But I ain't seen that since Jordan Dixon made some people some targets
A Bm G A Big 40, got that hit on me in a stolo, they gon' know that it's retarded
Bm G A I spit that hit that cause a massacre at the party, believe that [Chorus]
Bm G A I said right foot creep, ooh, I'm walking with that heater
Bm G A Look around, stay low, make sure they don't see you
Bm G A Catch 'em bad, walk down, face 'em with that heater
Bm G A The devil under your feet, you're on your way to see him
Bm G A Stretch me one, I can't sleep, bang out when I see you
Bm G A Play with me, you can't sleep, we gunnin' to decease you
Bm G A You won't have no case, rearrange your shape soon as they face you
Bm G A You won't have no space, we in your section 'til we spray you [Verse 2]
Bm When I jump out the back, I'ma hit it
G I'ma aim with the strap at his fitted
A Bm Throwin' out the murder bags in my city
G Play-by-play while I'm standin' on Billy
A Bm Dirty Drac', take the top off the Hemi
G Fully equipped it when we go on a mission
A Bm Take his face, I ain't showin' no pity
G Closed case, tell them all good riddance
A Bm Zombieland where the dogs can scent it
A Sprinter van and we all be in it
Bm Catch him first, get a raw percentage
G If you want, I put a coffin in it
Bm I could get you one from inside my home
A I just want to check the hitch out for attendance
Dm Tell them people I say slap 'em all
G And I'ma kill all you bitches (That's on your mama, bitch) [Chorus]
Bm G A I said right foot creep, ooh, I'm walking with that heater
Bm G A Look around, stay low, make sure they don't see you
Bm G A Catch 'em bad, walk down, face 'em with that heater
Bm G A The devil under your feet, you're on your way to see him
Bm G A Stretch me one, I can't sleep, bang out when I see you
Bm G A Play with me, you can't sleep, we gunnin' to decease you
Bm G A You won't have no case, rearrange your shape soon as they face you
Bm G A You won't have no space, we in your section 'til we spray you [Outro]
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Composição: Kentrell Gaulden e Tavian Carter

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