Tonart: E major
Verse 1
D
Eb
D
G
I don't really deal with no randos
Eb
F
A
Why you always askin'
F#m
D
Eb
where my man go?
F
Am
She watchin' where my hand go
That's too lit, too lit, too lit, too
D
I'ma roll out when it's cold out
Eb
Am
When my nearest en
Eb
F
D
emies bone out
D
And nobody feelin' me all G
Am
Eb
F
Cause I feel myself go off beat
D
When I kill myself on car seat
Gm
With raw heat and got a bad one
Eb
And she feels my health
Am
A
Am
In net with a swim cap
Eb
D
Mi chael Phelps in a kitty poo
Am
No training wheels on that cat
D
Dr. Seuss with that kitty do oh my
Am
With the onion cry, so high
Eb
Am
That Paul Bunyan like a small fly
We on a Bunyan hike,
no time to get drunk tonight
Am
cappin' the tasks that I've done
F
Am
Clippin' their ass with my love
D
But no love in the champagne room
Am
No glove can fit on this dude
D
Am
So I can't slip unless out of
consciousness
D
Am
That's apocalypse, aponeurosis
D
Am
D
I don't really deal with no randos
Why you always askin'
D
Am
Watchin' where my head go,
D
that's too lit, too lit, too lit, too lit
Am
D
A
Them tight hips like a vice grip
D
Eb
D
So I know that she feelin'
B
me bonin' and I'm goin' in
Eb
D
Eb
It's a special ability,
D
A
D
she bout to climb up them walls
Am
I'm bout to climb in them walls
like Spider -Man in
Eb
Am
D
Cake, please, with a side of ham
Am
Now in there like I'm swimwear
D
Flossing a booty crack,
Am
no training wheels in that cat
Were they filming this movie yet?
A
D
A
Cause I done been found a star
Am
D
B
Sign me up cause I'm down so far
D
Am
Brown cups with the round cups
D
Fighting spirit, I'm down to spawn
Am
Adim
Harder they come,
Am
Eb
harder they fall and I'm done
F
Am
Hard as a gun, clip in that ass, I'm in love
D
No love in this champagne room
Am
D
Eb
No love can fit in this dude
D
So I can't slip unless out of
That's apocalypse,
D
It's too late, too late, too late, too late,
Eb
B
too late, too late, too late
A
I don't really deal with no
D
Too late
Eb
B
D
Why you always asking
G
Eb
where my man go?
Too late
D
A
Am
She watching where my hand go
D
That's too late, too late,
Eb
D
too late, too late,
I don't really deal with no brand dudes
Too late
Why you always asking
B
D
where my man go?
Too late
She watching where my hand go
That's too late
Man, that's too late
Eb
That's too late, too late, too late, too late
A
Am
D
rollin' through your party, lit
All day, all night,
A
D
rollin' through your party, lit
A
D
Eb
Too lit, we too lit, just too lit
D
We too lit, too lit, too lit,
F
Eb
D
Eb
D
too lit, too lit
Adim
D
Eb
D
Eb
You
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