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Quality Control, Offset & Cardi B - Um Yea 
 
[Intro: Offset] 
Dm 
We havin' a check by the way 
Huh, woo woo woo 
Dm      Eb    Dm 
You feel me? you dig 
Dn 
Shit look easy, know what I mean 
DJ Durel 
Hey 
 
[Chorus: Offset] 
Dm                        Eb 
Don't I look like I'm the shit lil' nigga? 
Dm 
Look at my motherfuckin' wrist lil nigga 
Dm                        Eb 
Thought you had hits but you missed lil nigga 
Dm 
Why you keep starin' at my bitch lil nigga? 
Dm                Eb 
You little niggas keep gossiping 
Dm 
You should Go work for the blogs and them 
Dm                       Eb 
Don't fuck with the gang, they the opposite 
Dm 
Pop at them niggas, apocalypse 
Dm 
Um, yeah, you cannot stop it 
Dm                    Eb 
Run up that bag, we gon'   Go get a profit 
Dm 
Um, yeah, this no Monopoly 
Dm                   Eb 
But we got colorful money and property 
Dm              Eb 
Um, yeah, what's in your pocket? 
Dm                    Eb 
The pocket rocket, please  Do not size me 
Dm 
Um, yeah, bored on the private 
Dm                       Eb 
Boogers look snotty, I'm good on a thotty 
 
 
[Verse 1: Offset] 
Dm 
Uh, yeah, I'm 'bout to get his ass hit 
Yeah, pay that lil' dime 
Dm 
Yeah, if you get knocked for that body 
Yeah, Do that lil' time (appeal) 
Dm 
Yeah, half of a brick is a nine plus nine, can't show this on Vine (on the low though) 
Dm 
Yeah, most of you niggas drop dimes on dimes, you can't        Do the time (you a Ho though) 
Dm             Eb 
Elliot got me on blind, I'm blind, I can't see my time (shine) 
Dm 
Yeah, if I'm a gangster my bitch is a gangster, she ready to slide (she ready to ride) 
Dm 
Bitch I can't face it, I sip on the Matrix, I'm dead or alive (uhh) 
Dm                               Eb 
If I Go broke I'm not asking nobody, I'm ready to rob (ready to kick) 
Dm 
Slob on my knob, canary diamonds, corn on the cob (yellow, ice) 
Dm 
Fifty K sloppy, all in my pocket, call it a Whopper (fifty ball) 
Dm              Eb 
Can't kick it, no soccer, birds in the trap still sing like an opera (brr) 
Dm                          Eb 
Robinson 44 (uh), bitch take a trip in the chopper 
Dm 
Still ballin' like forty-four, and we still pull up with choppers 
Dm 
Still bustin' off forty-four, you talkin' 'bout guns or the profit (uh) 
Dm                                Eb 
Yeah, Go pick up a bigger load, from Pablo, Rico, and Papi (Rico) 
Dm 
You got them bricks, we gon' hit the door (boo) 
I'm in your hood, Robin 
 
[Chorus: Offset] 
Dm                        Eb 
Don't I look like I'm the shit lil' nigga? 
Dm 
Look at my motherfuckin' wrist lil nigga 
Dm                        Eb 
Thought you had hits but you missed lil nigga 
Dm 
Why you keep starin' at my bitch lil nigga? 
Dm                Eb 
You little niggas keep gossiping 
Dm 
You should Go work for the blogs and them 
Dm                       Eb 
Don't fuck with the gang, they the opposite 
Dm 
Pop at them niggas, apocalypse 
Dm 
Um, yeah, you cannot stop it 
Dm                    Eb 
Run up that bag, we gon'   Go get a profit 
Dm 
Um, yeah, this no Monopoly 
Dm                   Eb 
But we got colorful money and property 
Dm              Eb 
Um, yeah, what's in your pocket? 
Dm                    Eb 
The pocket rocket, please  Do not size me 
Dm 
Um, yeah, bored on the private 
Dm                       Eb 
Boogers look snotty, I'm good on a thotty 
 
[Verse 2: Cardi B & Offset] 
Dm 
Bardi, uh 
   Dm 
Ain't with the politicking with you, I don't need to vote (nah) 
Dm 
I sell tracks that these tours need for seating rows (packed) 
Dm 
I'm in the spot these whack bitches is competing for (weak, who?) 
Dm                            Eb 
Matter fact I'm that bitch that's really eating the most (hrrr) 
Dm 
I'm with your nigga 'cause he know just how treat a Ho (splurge) 
Dm                               Eb 
Let's talk money in Spanish 'cause I can speak it in both (díme) 
Dm 
I been ballin' kinda like when Derek Jeter rose (woo) 
Dm                        Eb 
I'm with the papis with machetes so we L-O (ahh) 
Dm 
Travel with the head of state, you know they keep the pole (baow, baow) 
Dm                   Eb 
By now lil bitch you can't get P to roll (blah) 
Dm 
He kept the ice on my neck and kept that fever low (woo) 
 
[Chorus: Offset] 
Dm                        Eb 
Don't I look like I'm the shit lil' nigga? 
Dm 
Look at my motherfuckin' wrist lil nigga 
Dm                        Eb 
Thought you had hits but you missed lil nigga 
Dm 
Why you keep starin' at my bitch lil nigga? 
Dm                Eb 
You little niggas keep gossiping 
Dm 
You should Go work for the blogs and them 
Dm                       Eb 
Don't fuck with the gang, they the opposite 
Dm 
Pop at them niggas, apocalypse 
Dm 
Um, yeah, you cannot stop it 
Dm                    Eb 
Run up that bag, we gon'   Go get a profit 
Dm 
Um, yeah, this no Monopoly 
Dm                   Eb 
But we got colorful money and property 
Dm              Eb 
Um, yeah, what's in your pocket? 
Dm                    Eb 
The pocket rocket, please  Do not size me 
Dm 
Um, yeah, bored on the private 
Dm                       Eb 
Boogers look snotty, I'm good on a thotty 

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