Sleazy Flow Chords by SleazyWorld Go

[Intro]
D7                                                 
■  Okay Everybody put they Glocks in the air for me
                    D7 
Let's air this shit out
                                                D7                                       
You got a stick on your shit you got a fifty on your shit put your shit in the air for me
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Ayy Ayyayyayy ■


[Verse]
D7                                                              
■  Grrt Last opp we caught was at the store we had to straighten
D7                                                              
Lil' bro hopped out trippin' with that switchy he done faced him
D                                                   
Face shot face shot frrt frrt they couldn't save him
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We the ones gettin' busy up in the city that's on my baby
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They block like a drivethru ask the opps how much we slide through
                                            D7                          
Ain't beefin' with you they family they get caught then you gon' die too
        D7                                           
Hold on hold on hold on hold on hold on stop the whip
       D7                                               
Let me out this chopstick gon' leave him open likе a zip
D          D7                                         
Zip him up tell buddy 'nem ass to come and pick him up
D7                                                         
Niggas fakin' acting likе they thug life 'til we hit 'em up
D7                                                        
Lot of niggas don't like me for what I ain't even did shit
D7                                                       
Make his bitch take dick to the head I ain't even hit yet
D7                                                  
How you mad she choosing me I like what she do to me
D7                                                         
She say she feel safer over here this where the shooters be
D7                                                         
She say ain't no pape' up over there shit she barely eatin'
    D7                                                            
Can barely feed hisself she told me help this nigga barely feed me
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We don't do the social tweet these niggas too internet
                                    D7                         
Goin' live tryna talk 'bout who got shot we don't get into that
D7                                                                
Can you leave it up in the streets for me I ain't tryna go to jail
D7                                                             
Keep mention my name in all of your posts it ain't hard to tell
   D                   D7                                             
If you get smoked they gon' come lookin' for me nigga you dumb as hell
D7                                                          
This bitch think I love her oohwee she must be drunk as hell
D7                                                  
I can't love no slut bitch I love how they suck dick
                  D7                                     
Once I get my nut off bitch I'm skatin' like some TRUKFIT
D7                                   
You know what the fuck goin' on nigga
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It's the Sleaze fuckboy ■


[Outro]