Tonalità: E minor
Verse 1
Dm
C
Bb
C
Bb
Yeah
Dm
C
Yeah
Bb
Yeah
Verse 2
C
Bb
Dm
Sippin' OJ in the Cris'
C
Model with me and she lit
Bb
Black leather Vetement trench
C
Thousands carat gold on my wrist
Dm
This bitch drankin' me, she a fish
C
They soft that they swivel, don't stick
Bb
I can do a lot of things but don't miss
C
Your baby mama know that I'm it
Dm
I fuck on her, never want lip
C
She call for a friend for some help
Bb
Quit the games,
bitch, you know I'm a player
C
All this salt only killin' the snails
Dm
Load the yacht up, I'm
ready to sail
C
It's some G33 l inhale
Bb
Man, I pray all my niggas is well
C
And I told you I still will prevail
Bb
Come on, ain't
Verse 3
Dm
tryna be late
C
Got a show, l'ma go cross- state
Bb
We could creep and be
well out the way
Pick a time and a place
I done seen how niggas
Dm
switch sides
C
I'm like, "Nah, I'm straight"
Bb
Bitch bad,
got a gap through her thighs
She fine, okay
Dm
They still gotta pay us
C
I took her to Zales
Bb
I cut like a flair
C
Have the Cuban, I don't wanna link
Dm
I clear all the tabs
C
They pay for their abs
Bb
I put faith in my craft
C
And for now on, I'm keepin' receipts
Dm
On the grind, I'm knee- deep
C
These rhymes paid off my lease
Bb
She fine, speakin' in Greek
C
With vibes, we out in Greece
Dm
High, stimulate my mind,
C
tryna reach my peak
Bb
High, yeah, I'm gon' touch the sky,
C
you know I get fleek
Yo, slide
Verse 4
OJ in the Cris'
C
Model with me and she lit
Bb
Black leather Vetement trench
C
Thousands carat gold on my wrist
Dm
This bitch drankin' me, she a fish
C
They soft that they swivel, don't stick
Bb
I can do a lot of things but don't miss
C
Your baby mama know that I'm it
Dm
I fuck on her, never want lip
C
She call for a friend for some help
Bb
Quit the games,
bitch, you know I'm a player
C
All this salt only killin' the snails
Dm
Load the yacht up, I'm
ready to sail
C
It's some G33 l inhale
Bb
Man, I pray all my niggas is well
C
And I told you I still will prevail
Dm
Thank the Lord, I don't
Verse 5
take it for granted
C
I can pop on a whole 'nother planet
Bb
I love fuckin' my bitch 'cause
I'm mannish
I love watchin' her take
off her panties
Dm
I know some of you nig
gas can't stand it
Ain't gon' get it, that
C
nigga still havin'
Bb
Love to see me, they seein'
what's happenin'
They stay ready, l'on gotta get ready
Dm
She with it, I don't gotta say it
C
I don't figured you know how to play it
Bb
I'm all on they radar
C
I'm high- key that nigga for real
Dm
Keep workin', it pay off
C
You spend it however you feel
Bb
I can't take a day off
C
I'm plantin' more seeds
in the field
Dm
Yeah, nigga fly, dressin' to kill
C
No lie, this energy real
Bb
Rhyme geekin' on
C
Landin' in Beverly Hills
Dm
Out my mind
C
Half a mil'for my bills
Bb
That's why I grind
C
Fuck how a nigga feel
Verse 6
OJ in the Cris'
C
Model with me and she lit
Bb
Black leather Vetement trench
C
Thousands carat gold on my wrist
Dm
This bitch drankin' me, she a fish
C
They soft that they swivel, don't stick
Bb
I can do a lot of things but don't miss
C
Your baby mama know that I'm it
Dm
I fuck on her, never want lip
C
She call for a friend for some help
Bb
Quit the games,
bitch, you know I'm a player
C
All this salt only killin' the snails
Dm
Load the yacht up, I'm
ready to sail
C
It's some G33 l inhale
Bb
Man, I pray all my niggas is well
C
And I told you I still will prevail
Dm
Outro 1
C
Bb
Dm
C
Bb
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