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