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