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