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