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