Tonalité : Bb minor
Intro 1
Fm
G
Cm
Cm
Verse 1
Fm
G
The mandem too inconsiderate
Cm
Five-star hotels smoking cigarette
Mixin' codeine up with the phenergan
Fm
She got thick but she wanna get thin again
G
Drinkin' apple cider vinegar
Wearin' Skim
Cm
'cause she wanna be Kim and 'em
Uh, alright
I know that you're bad, stop actin'
Fm
innocent
G
We ain't got generational wealth
Ab
It's only a year that I've had these millions
Eb
My whip could've been in the Tokyo Drift
Fm
'cause it's fast and furious
G
I went from the Toyota Yaris to Urus
They had their chance but blew it
Cm
Now this gyal want me in her uterus
Chorus 1
Fuck it, I'm rich, let's do it
Fm
Take a look at these diamonds wrong
G
It's a life of squitin', can't just stare
Cm
With bae through thick and thin
She already thick, so I'm halfway there
Fm
Brown and bad
G
Couldn't change my mind, I was halfway there
Cm
Eb
One hundred meters, huh
I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter
Fm
(uh)
G
One hundred eaters
Ab
They won't fit in one SUV (nah)
Eb
Fm
S-O-S, somebody rescue me
I got too many gyal,
G
too many-many gyal, I got
Cm
They can last me the next two weeks (uh, huh)
Verse 2
Alright, like send the address through
Fm
G
(please) SUV, the outside white
Cm
The inside brown like Michael Jack
More time man build a line and trap
Fm
Spend like I don't even like my stack
G
Pistol came on a Irish ferry
Cm
Let go and it sound like a tap dance
The way that I ball
No yellow, the ref have to give me
a black card
Fm
Who did what we're doin' with rap?
G
Man couldn't sell out his show
Ab
after all them years of doin' the cap
Eb
Sprinter, two gyal in a van
Fm
Inter, two man in Milan
G
Heard one of my tings datin' P. Diddy
Cm
Need twenty percent of whatever she bags
Verse 3
Outside, my head in my hands
Fm
G
I told her my name is Cench
Cm
She said "no, the one on your birth certificate"
Your boyfriend ran from that diamond test
Fm
'Cause they weren't legitimate (nah)
G
Cm
She Turkish-Cypriot but her curves Brazilian
I want her and bro wants her
Fm
G
(affiliate) I'm cheap, still hit a chick like
Ab
"yo, can I borrow your Netflix?"
She a feminist, she think I'm sexist
Eb
Twistin' my words, I think she dyslexic
Fm
Give me my space, I'm intergalactic
G
Cm
Before I give you my Insta password
I'll give you the pin to my AmEx
Verse 4
Huh, alright
Fm
G
This ain't stainless steel, it's platinum
Cm
Dinner table, I got manners, huh
T-shirt tucked in, napkin
Fm
"Still loadin'" that's the caption
G
I've only amounted a minimal fraction
Cm
Eat good, I got indigestion
Bare snow in my hood, no Aspen
Fm
Can't get rid of my pain with Aspirin
G
Dave just came in a Aston, I'm makin' that
Ab
Maybach Music (Maybach Music)
Eb
They're tryna insult my intelligence,
Fm
sometimes I may act stupid
G
I never went Uni, I been on a campus
Cm
selling cocaine to students
If bro let the drumstick beat
Then something gon' leak,
Chorus 2
we ain't playin' exclusives
Fm
Take a look at these diamonds wrong
G
It's a life of squitin', can't just stare
Cm
With bae through thick and thin
She already thick, so I'm halfway there
Fm
Brown and bad
G
Couldn't change my mind, I was halfway there
Cm
Eb
One hundred meters, huh
I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter
Fm
(uh)
G
One hundred eaters
Ab
They won't fit in one SUV (nah)
Eb
Fm
S-O-S, somebody rescue me
I got too many gyal,
G
too many-many gyal, I got
Cm
They can last me the next two weeks (uh, huh)
Verse 5
Alright, like send the address through
Fm
(please) Fire for a wife beater
G
Can't rock with that, I ain't wearin' a vest
Cm
Man have to send her therapy
She got a E cup bra, a lot on her chest
Fm
I'm in Jamaica, Oracabess'
G
Hit a lick, went Cash Converters
Cm
That don't work, it's pawn, no chess
I'm doin' more and talkin' less
Fm
I love chillin' with broke bitches
Man book one flight and they all impressed
Ab
I'm in the G63
Eb
The car hug me like a friend
through twist and turns
Fm
Man livin' for nyash and dyin' for nyash,
G
it's fucked
Don't know which one's worse,
Cm
I'm fucked
Bags in his and hers
Verse 6
What's hers is hers, what's mine is too
Fm
Heard that girl is a gold digger
G
It can't be true if she dated you
Cm
AP baby blue, paper's pink
I'd probably hate me too
Fm
You ever spent six figures
G
and stared at bae like
"Look what you made me do"?
Cm
Yeah, (alright) started with a Q,
didn't wait in line
Fm
Weird, I'm askin' my Blasian one
G
"Why you so focused on your Asian side?"
Ab
I know that the jack boys pray
Eb
that they get to the clubs and Dave's inside
Fm
G
Cm
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