Intro chords and lyrics - QUALITY CONTROL

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[Verse 1]
[A]Mon[F]sta's gon' tear it up[A]
[Am][F][A][Am][F]
[A][Am]
Feel [F]me[Am]
[A]Nawf side shit nigga,
you know what I [F]mean[Am]
Y'all thought this shit was over or somethin',
[A]you know what [F]I mean, this shit [Am]ain't [F]over nigga[A]

[Verse 2]
[F]Chanel [A]and [Dm]Dolce [A]Gab[Am]bana
I bought that shit for [F]my mama
I stood right [A]in front of [F]your hon[Am]or,
huh
When I [A]got home, [F]ran up com[A]mas
[Dm]Ooh, Cartiers on look like Ar[F]thur, uh
[Am]Bitch I'm your daddy, your[Dm] fathe[F]r
Who [A]that be talkin' 'bout drama
Bitch on my [Am]mama we gon
[F]na solve 'em
[A]I'm with Mango Foo hangin'
out of the roof
Chasin' the loot, nev
[Am]er caught in[Bb] the loop
[F]Sick with the[Am] flute, cook
[F]a brick i[Am]n the booth
[A]In the Mulsanne and my [F]seat
the masseuse
Throw the bitch off of [Dm]the back,
it's an [Am]oop
She wanna fuck the [F]whole group
[A]But I can[F]'t cuff her, no shackles on you[Am]
[A]We fuck and that's all that [F]we [Bb]do
[A]Bon ap [F]petit, let[Am]'s eat
[A]Ate a plate full [F]of molly,
she geeked
[Am]Hachoo, she sneezed
Bitch [F]on her knees off the skis
When [A]I fuck d[F]o not call
[A]me back [Am]please
Diamonds [F]all white like the priest
Maison [Am]Margiella on sleeves
I'm dressin' [A]like I'm Japanese
The doors [F]was closed, [Dm]I kicked [A]it open
I had [F]the fire, it was cocked and loaded
Stand in [A]the kitchen [F]with my eyes wide

[Verse 3]
[Am]
open
Need a gas mask, [F]it's too [A]po tent
Your ho like [F]to fuck,
her pussy [Am]smoking
The street that [F]you walking on,
we con[Am]trol [A]it
Quality [F]Control [A]this shit (control it)
Quality [F]Control [Bb]your bitch[A]
(control her)
You might wanna hold your dis
[Am]s (huh?)
'Cause nigga [F]we folding shit
Walk in the spot, so many [Am]straps
Young nigga [F]who pole is this?
[Am]Now all the [F]hot record[Am]s I'm on it
Young nigga [F]y'all owe me this
[Am]YRN, [F]throwin' up QC
[Am]We g[A]ot trapstars and we
[F]on TV (TV)
Fuck [Am]on the system,
[F]nigga free [Am]Meek (free Meek)
Carats jumping off the [F]chain,
3D (3D)
Whippin' up bricks in the
teepee (teepee)
[Am]Atlanta Braves serve J's
[F]on your street

[Verse 4]
[F]Superstar shawty, my newest
bitch super woke
[Am]Pull out that [F]ho, give
her super [Am]throat
Bank account look like
[F]a goddamn Uber code
Keep it lowkey but I'm hittin'
[Am]you niggas' hoes
Free my [F]bro Nino from prison, yeah
[Am]He hide the [F]crack in the ceiling,
yeah
Quay bought a whip so I gotta
go get one too
We coppin' whips like it's none' to do
Pour a four [F]in a Sprite,
not no Mountain Dew
[Am]We hit t[F]hese hoes then we switch- a- roo
I done hit everything in the city
Quay done hit everything [Am]in the city
Take [A]done hit everything [Am]in the city
Old fuck niggas hate me,
huh (fuck 'em)
I got the kids on lock[Am], huh
She eatin' kids on spot, huh
I parked the Yacht at the dock
Got a [Am]new [F]Glock, same color
parking lot (hoo)
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