Royal rumble chords and lyrics - LIL TECCA

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[Verse 1]
[Em](Keep it Z3N)
(Sean Turk)
[Am]Yeah,[Em]
[Am][Em]
oh
Yeah (uh- huh), yeah (yeah, uh-
[Am]huh)
Yeah (uh- huh), uh- huh, yeah (uh- huh) I [Em]walk
up in the room and they eyein' me
They like, "Who is you?" Nigga,
you can't get my ID
Walked in the [Am]store,
I need everything that I see
They peepin' I'm that nigga,
I'm like, "Ooh, yeah, I might be"
Let a nigga [Em]try me
Punch a nigga in his lip,
now he lookin' like Kylie (bop)
I can't really go off right now, nigga,
I'm in [Am]quarantine
I'm really in the market, baby,
we could go to Dover Street
We can go to isolation where
it get [Em]like four degrees
You not ready for that shit
My life is a movie,
you not ready for that clip
[Am]My niggas they applaud and they
applaud and they clap shit
If it's not 'bout dollars then
you really don't make sense
An[Em]d if you talkin' money then lil'
bitch we can [Am]make friends
[Em]You holdin' yourself back,
surrounded by fake friends
They [Am]just want you for payments
And they gon' keep grabbin' plates if you sneakin' that cake in,
it makes sense
[Em]Two paychecks, they like, "One
finna [Am]pay rent"
[Em]Yes, I'm dripped,
I'ma buy somethin' [Am]basic
Got my own style,
you gon' flush it, I don't take shit
Really anti- social,
I don't like collaboratin'
An[Em]d you niggas weirdos, I
don't like collaboratin'
Had to cut y'all off because y'all niggas,
y'all not sanctioned
[Am]Movin' hot,
tryna cause investigations
Now, if you want talk, yeah,
you gotta make a payment
[Em]Pay me, fuck you
Bitches give me pussy,
I won't pay to fuck
Bitch, nah, I don't love
you, I won't [Am]pay to lust
Even if you my shawty, no, please
do not get comfortable

[Verse 2]
Bitch, I'm the king, it's [Em]a Royal Rumble
Came out on top, like the Royal Rumble
Any beef with me, it's [Am]a Royal Rumble
She wanna Royal Rumble (yeah)

[Verse 3]
No cap, I [Em]get it, though
You just wanna fuck with me,
you heard me on the radio
You play on me,
bitch, you gon' turn me to a [Am]criminal
Sike, I don't touch y'all,
y'all can't touch me
Hottest young nigga in my [Em]country
You want me to pull up,
yeah, that's like fifty stacks
I'ma put some in her block
and I go cop my bitch a bigger ass
I [Am]been thinkin' 'bout the old times, not gon' lie,
yeah, I be missin' that
Funny back then, was thinkin' 'bout the destination,
where I'm at
[Em]Dropped a lil' mixtape, it went
[Am]damn near platin[Em]um
I'm not mixed, but I got black and white,
[Am]ain't talkin' Ransom
This shit up, but not gon' lie,
I may not make it look fun
Look dumb, you just mad that you

[Verse 4]
can't cuff 'em
[Em]It's a Royal Rumble
Came out on top, like the Royal Rumble
Any beef with me, it's [Am]a Royal Rumble

[Outro 1]
She wanna Royal Rumble
[Em]
[Am]
[Em]