[Intro: Not3s]
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Bbm Eb
Bbm Fm
Bbm Eb
Bbm
Fm Bbm
Ooooh, they can never
Ebm
When I'm grinding for my shit in the coldest weathers
Bbm Fm
Rain gone but the rolly wetter
Bbm Eb
Yeah you got a whip, but im rolling better
Bbm Fm
Roll with no sauce and flavours
Bbm Ebm
Or maybe Madi in the ride
Bbm Fm
No bait link-ups
Bbm
So she tryna link up
Ebm
Tell her cash me ousside, yeah
[Chorus: Not3s]
Bbm
They can never blame us
Fm Bbm
When we been about for ages
Eb Bbm Fm
Now we young, rich and famous
Bbm Eb
Niggas wanna shame us and break us
Bbm
They can never blame us
Fm Bbm
When we been about for ages
Eb Bbm Fm
Now we young, rich and famous
Bbm Eb
Niggas wanna shame us and break us
How could they-
(Look)
[Verse 1: Fredo]
Bbm Fm
Ain't nuttin new yo, I been on my block
Bbm Eb
Still can't believe what I did in my pot
Bbm Fm
20 racks, what I did on my watch
Bbm Eb
And before it was bricks, we did it with rocks
Bbm Fm
I'm young and I'm livin'
Bbm Eb
I'm young and I'm whippin'
Bbm Fm Bbm Ebm
A lot of guys rap about nothin' they livin'
Bbm Fm
Just dropped 3 bills to my youngen in prison
Bbm Eb
Cause daddy don't care and mummy still sniffin'
Bbm Fm
Still I'm waving with Not3s
Bbm Eb
And lately they say I'm the face of the roads
Bbm Fm Bbm
Just bought me a Cuban and laced it with stones
Eb Bbm
If I feel like your hating, I'm making it known
Fm Bbm Eb
Bro I told you before, I'm just chasing the dough
Bbm
And we got different mums
Fm
But that's basically bro
Bbm Eb
I'm just chasing the dough
[Chorus: Not3s]
Bbm
They can never blame us
Fm Bbm
When we been about for ages
Eb Bbm Fm
Now we young, rich and famous
Bbm Eb
Niggas wanna shame us and break us
Bbm
They can never blame us
Fm Bbm
When we been about for ages
Eb Bbm Fm
Now we young, rich and famous
Bbm Eb
Niggas wanna shame us and break us
How could they-
(Look)
[Verse 2: Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?°Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?ÂÃ?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?¢Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?¢Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?°Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?ÂÃ?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?°Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?°Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?ÂÃ?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?µ3Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?°Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?ÂÃ?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?´ & Fredo]
Bbm Fm
My bitches be badder than ever
Bbm Eb
I swear they`re the baddest for me
Bbm Fm
Sauce drippim all over my Tee`s
Bbm Eb Bbm
Steppin with loubs, I look bad on the street
Fm Bbm
Man I'm steppin' in Loubs', we leave blood in the street
Eb Bbm
My youngers do 2 and they're clutching the heat
Fm Bbm
These innocent girls they be loving a g
Eb Bbm
Ain't making spares when I'm cutting the key
Fm
Cut, cut, cuttin` down
Bbm Eb
Just to feed my family
Bbm Fm Bbm Eb
If they try battle me then bro will roll round that's a tragedy
Ooh
Bbm
Man this shit can get tragic
Fm
I whip it with magic
Bbm Eb
T-Shirts from Fendi, I'm into the fabric
Bbm
She's into my pattern
Fm
I'm into the fashion
Bbm Eb
She's liking my chain cause I did it in Hatton
[Chorus: Not3s]
Bbm
They can never blame us
Fm Bbm
When we been about for ages
Eb Bbm Fm
Now we young, rich and famous
Bbm Eb
Niggas wanna shame us and break us
Bbm
They can never blame us
Fm Bbm
When we been about for ages
Eb Bbm Fm
Now we young, rich and famous
Bbm Eb
Niggas wanna shame us and break us
How could they-
(Look)
[Verse 3: Fredo]
Bbm Fm
I swear I step rough in the coldest weathers
Bbm Eb
And we didn't get no help from the older breddas
Bbm Fm
I just bought my mum a whole load of extras
Bbm Eb
Cos everytime I went to jail she wrote me letters
Bbm Fm
Them man let Giuseppe get straight to their head
Bbm Eb
You don't have to act rich bro, get straight to your bed
Bbm Fm
You rap about cars that you blatantly rent
Bbm Eb
Just whipped 36, pushed it straight into z's
Bbm Fm
Yo Not3s, man they could never hate us
Bbm Eb
I'm in the booth with bro and the hella flavours
Bbm Fm
My new Cuban linkin' with the hella haters
Bbm Eb
That weren't part of the deal, let me check the papers
Bbm Fm
And yeah you got whip but I'm rolling better
Bbm Eb
You say you shottin' bricks, but I know you never
Bbm Fm
Ask around I drop it to the older breddas
Bbm Eb
And your mum is gettin' shot up if you owe me cheddar
[Chorus: Not3s]
Bbm
They can never blame us
Fm Bbm
When we been about for ages
Eb Bbm Fm
Now we young, rich and famous
Bbm Eb
Niggas wanna shame us and break us
Bbm
They can never blame us
Fm Bbm
When we been about for ages
Eb Bbm Fm
Now we young, rich and famous
Bbm Eb
Niggas wanna shame us and break us
How could they-
(Look)
Bbm Fm
Bbm Eb
Bbm Fm
Bbm Eb
Bbm
Fm Bbm
Ooooh, they can never
Ebm
When I'm grinding for my shit in the coldest weathers
Bbm Fm
Rain gone but the rolly wetter
Bbm Eb
Yeah you got a whip, but im rolling better
Bbm Fm
Roll with no sauce and flavours
Bbm Ebm
Or maybe Madi in the ride
Bbm Fm
No bait link-ups
Bbm
So she tryna link up
Ebm
Tell her cash me ousside, yeah
[Chorus: Not3s]
Bbm
They can never blame us
Fm Bbm
When we been about for ages
Eb Bbm Fm
Now we young, rich and famous
Bbm Eb
Niggas wanna shame us and break us
Bbm
They can never blame us
Fm Bbm
When we been about for ages
Eb Bbm Fm
Now we young, rich and famous
Bbm Eb
Niggas wanna shame us and break us
How could they-
(Look)
[Verse 1: Fredo]
Bbm Fm
Ain't nuttin new yo, I been on my block
Bbm Eb
Still can't believe what I did in my pot
Bbm Fm
20 racks, what I did on my watch
Bbm Eb
And before it was bricks, we did it with rocks
Bbm Fm
I'm young and I'm livin'
Bbm Eb
I'm young and I'm whippin'
Bbm Fm Bbm Ebm
A lot of guys rap about nothin' they livin'
Bbm Fm
Just dropped 3 bills to my youngen in prison
Bbm Eb
Cause daddy don't care and mummy still sniffin'
Bbm Fm
Still I'm waving with Not3s
Bbm Eb
And lately they say I'm the face of the roads
Bbm Fm Bbm
Just bought me a Cuban and laced it with stones
Eb Bbm
If I feel like your hating, I'm making it known
Fm Bbm Eb
Bro I told you before, I'm just chasing the dough
Bbm
And we got different mums
Fm
But that's basically bro
Bbm Eb
I'm just chasing the dough
[Chorus: Not3s]
Bbm
They can never blame us
Fm Bbm
When we been about for ages
Eb Bbm Fm
Now we young, rich and famous
Bbm Eb
Niggas wanna shame us and break us
Bbm
They can never blame us
Fm Bbm
When we been about for ages
Eb Bbm Fm
Now we young, rich and famous
Bbm Eb
Niggas wanna shame us and break us
How could they-
(Look)
[Verse 2: Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?°Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?ÂÃ?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?¢Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?¢Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?°Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?ÂÃ?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?°Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?°Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?ÂÃ?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?µ3Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?°Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?ÂÃ?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?Â?Ã?´ & Fredo]
Bbm Fm
My bitches be badder than ever
Bbm Eb
I swear they`re the baddest for me
Bbm Fm
Sauce drippim all over my Tee`s
Bbm Eb Bbm
Steppin with loubs, I look bad on the street
Fm Bbm
Man I'm steppin' in Loubs', we leave blood in the street
Eb Bbm
My youngers do 2 and they're clutching the heat
Fm Bbm
These innocent girls they be loving a g
Eb Bbm
Ain't making spares when I'm cutting the key
Fm
Cut, cut, cuttin` down
Bbm Eb
Just to feed my family
Bbm Fm Bbm Eb
If they try battle me then bro will roll round that's a tragedy
Ooh
Bbm
Man this shit can get tragic
Fm
I whip it with magic
Bbm Eb
T-Shirts from Fendi, I'm into the fabric
Bbm
She's into my pattern
Fm
I'm into the fashion
Bbm Eb
She's liking my chain cause I did it in Hatton
[Chorus: Not3s]
Bbm
They can never blame us
Fm Bbm
When we been about for ages
Eb Bbm Fm
Now we young, rich and famous
Bbm Eb
Niggas wanna shame us and break us
Bbm
They can never blame us
Fm Bbm
When we been about for ages
Eb Bbm Fm
Now we young, rich and famous
Bbm Eb
Niggas wanna shame us and break us
How could they-
(Look)
[Verse 3: Fredo]
Bbm Fm
I swear I step rough in the coldest weathers
Bbm Eb
And we didn't get no help from the older breddas
Bbm Fm
I just bought my mum a whole load of extras
Bbm Eb
Cos everytime I went to jail she wrote me letters
Bbm Fm
Them man let Giuseppe get straight to their head
Bbm Eb
You don't have to act rich bro, get straight to your bed
Bbm Fm
You rap about cars that you blatantly rent
Bbm Eb
Just whipped 36, pushed it straight into z's
Bbm Fm
Yo Not3s, man they could never hate us
Bbm Eb
I'm in the booth with bro and the hella flavours
Bbm Fm
My new Cuban linkin' with the hella haters
Bbm Eb
That weren't part of the deal, let me check the papers
Bbm Fm
And yeah you got whip but I'm rolling better
Bbm Eb
You say you shottin' bricks, but I know you never
Bbm Fm
Ask around I drop it to the older breddas
Bbm Eb
And your mum is gettin' shot up if you owe me cheddar
[Chorus: Not3s]
Bbm
They can never blame us
Fm Bbm
When we been about for ages
Eb Bbm Fm
Now we young, rich and famous
Bbm Eb
Niggas wanna shame us and break us
Bbm
They can never blame us
Fm Bbm
When we been about for ages
Eb Bbm Fm
Now we young, rich and famous
Bbm Eb
Niggas wanna shame us and break us
How could they-
(Look)
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