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