Capo: 6th fret
[Intro]
Am B7 Em
[Verse 1]
Am B7 Em
The mandem too inconsiderate, five star hotels smokin' cigarette
Mixin' codeine up with the phenergan
Am
She got fit, but she wanna get thin again
B7
Drinkin' apple cider vinegar
Em
Wearin' Skim, 'cause she wanna be Kim and 'em
Am
Uh, alright, I know that you're bad, stop actin' innocent
B7 Cmaj7
We ain't got generational wealth, it's only a year that I've had these millions
G Am
My whip could've been in the Tokyo Drift 'cause it's fast and furious
B7
I went from the Toyota Yaris to Urus, they had their chance but blew it
Em
Now this gyal want me in her uterus, fuck it, I'm rich, let's do it
[Chorus]
Am B7
Take a look at these diamonds wrong, it's a life of squintin', can't just stare
Em
With bae through thick and thin, she already thick, so I'm halfway there
Am
Ha-ha-ha
B7
Brown and bad, couldn't change my mind, I was halfway there
Em G Am
One hundred meters, huh, I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter, uh
B7 Cmaj7
One hundred eaters, they won't fit in one SUV, nah
G Am
SOS, somebody rescue me
B7
I got too many gyal, too many-many gyal, I got
Em
They can last me the next two weeks, uh, huh
Am
Alright, like send the address through, please
[Verse 2]
B7 Em
SUV, the outside white, the inside brown like Michael Jack
Am
More time 'member the line in trap, spend like I don't even like my stack
B7 Em
Pistol came on a Irish ferry, let go and it sound like a tap dance, bap
The way that I ball, no yellow, the ref have to give me a black card
Am
Who did what we doin' with rap?
B7 Cmaj7
Man couldn't sell out his show after all them years of doin' the cap
G
Sprinter, two girl in a van
Am
Inter, two man in Milan
B7
Heard one of my tings datin' P. Diddy
Em
Need twenty percent of whatever she bags
Outside, my head in my hands
[Verse 3]
Am B7 Em
I told them my name is Cench, she said, "No, the one on your birth certificate"
Ah
Am
Your boyfriend ran from that diamond test, 'cause they weren't legitimate, nah
B7 Em
She Turkish-Cypriot, but her curves Brazilian, uh
Am
I want her, and bro wants her affiliate
B7
I'm cheap, still hit a chick like, "Yo, can I borrow your Netflix?"
Cmaj7
She a feminist, she think I'm sexist
G
Twistin' my words, I think she dyslexic
Am
Give me my space, I'm intergalactic
B7 Em
Before I give you my Insta' password, I'll give you the pin to my AmEx
Huh, alright
[Bridge]
Am B7
This ain't stainless steel, it's platinum
Em
Dinner table, I got manners, huh, t-shirt tucked in, napkin
Am B7
"Still loading", that's the caption, I've only amounted a minimal fraction
Em
Eat good, I got indigestion
Bare snow in my hood, no Aspen
Am
Can't get rid of my pain with Aspirin
B7
Dave just came in an Aston, I'm makin' that Maybach music
Cmaj7
Maybach Music
G
You're tryna insult my intelligence, sometimes I may act stupid
Am B7
I never went uni, I been on the campus sellin' cocaine to students
Em
If bro let the drum stick beat, then somethin' gon' leak, we ain't playin' exclusives
[Chorus]
Am B7
Take a look at these diamonds wrong, it's a life of squintin', can't just stare
Em
With bae through thick and thin, she already thick, so I'm halfway there
Am
Ha-ha-ha
B7
Brown and bad, couldn't change my mind, I was halfway there
Em G Am
One hundred meters, huh, I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter, uh
B7 Cmaj7
One hundred eaters, they won't fit in one SUV, nah
G Am
SOS, somebody rescue me
B7
I got too many gyal, too many-many gyal, I got
Em
They can last me the next two weeks, uh, huh
Am
Alright, like send the address through, please
[Verse 4]
B7
Fire for a wife beater, can't rock with that, I ain't wearin' a vest
Em
Man have to send her therapy, she got the E cup bra, a lot on her chest
Am
I'm in Jamaica, Oracabesse
B7
Hit a lick, went cash converters
Em
That don't work, it's pawn, no chess
I'm doin' more and talkin' less
Am B7
I love chillin' with broke bitches, man book one flight, and they all impressed, all right
Cmaj7 G
I'm in the G63, the car hug me like a friend through twist and turns
Am
Man livin' for nyash and dyin' for nyash
B7
It's fucked, don't know which one's worse
Em
I'm fucked, bags in his and hers, what's hers is hers, what's mine is too
[Outro]
Am B7
Heard that girl is a gold digger, it can't be true if she dated you
Em
AP baby blue, papers pink, I probably hate me too
Am B7
You ever spent six figures and stared at bae like, "Look what you made me do"
Em
Yeah, alright, started with a Q, didn't wait in line
Am B7
Weird, I'm askin' my Blasian one, "Why you so focused on your Asian side?"
Cmaj7 G
I know that the jack boys pray that they get to the club and Dave's inside
Am B7 Em
The mandem too inconsiderate
Five-star hotel, smoking cigarette
Mixin' codeine up with the phenergan
She got thick but she wanna get thin again
Drinkin' apple cider vinegar
Wearin' Skim 'cause she wanna be Kim and 'em
Uh, alright
I know that you're bad, stop actin' innocent
We ain't got generational wealth
It's only a year that I've had these millions
My whip could've been in the Tokyo Drift 'cause it's fast and furious
I went from the Toyota Yaris to Urus
They had their chance but blew it
Now this gyal want me in her uterus
Fuck it, I'm rich, let's do it (fuck it)
Take a look at these diamonds wrong
It's a life of squintin', can't just stare
With bae through thick and thin
She already thick, so I'm halfway there
Brown and bad
Couldn't change my mind, I was halfway there
One hundred meters, huh
I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter (uh)
One hundred eaters
They won't fit in one SUV (nah)
S-O-S, somebody rescue me
I got too many gyal, too many-many gyal, I got
They can last me the next two weeks (uh, huh)
Alright, like send the address through please
SUV, the outside white
The inside brown like Michael Jack
More time man build a line and trap
Spend like I don't even like my stack
Pistol came on a Irish ferry
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
Who did what we're doin' with rap?
Man couldn't sell out his show after all them years of doin' the cap
Sprinter, two gyal in a van
Inter, two man in Milan
Heard one of my tings datin' P. Diddy
Need twenty percent of whatever she bags
Outside, my head in my hands
I told her my name is Cench
She said "no, the one on your birth certificate"
Your boyfriend ran from that diamond test
'Cause they wasn't legitimate (nah)
She Turkish-Cypriot but her curves Brazilian
I want her and bro wants her affiliate
I'm cheap, still hit a chick like "yo, can I borrow your Netflix?"
She a feminist, she think I'm sexist
Twistin' my words, I think she dyslexic
Give me my space, I'm intergalactic
Before I give you my Insta password
I'll give you the pin to my AmEx
Huh, alright
This ain't stainless steel, it's platinum
Dinner table, I got manners, huh
T-shirt tucked in, napkin
"Still loadin'" that's the caption
I've only amounted a minimal fraction
Eat good, I got indigestion
Bare snow in my hood, no Aspen
Can't get rid of my pain with Aspirin
Dave just came in a Aston, I'm makin' that Maybach Music (Maybach Music)
They're tryna insult my intelligence, sometimes I may act stupid
I never went Uni, I been on a campus selling cocaine to students
If bro let the drumstick beat
Then something gon' leak, we ain't playin' exclusives
Take a look at these diamonds wrong
It's a life of squintin', can't just stare
With bae through thick and thin
She already thick, so I'm halfway there
Brown and bad
Couldn't change my mind, I was halfway there
One hundred meters, huh
I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter
One hundred eaters
They won't fit in one SUV (nah)
S-O-S, somebody rescue me
I got too many gyal, too many-many gyal, I got
They can last me the next two weeks (uh, huh)
Alright, like send the address through please
Fire for a wife beater
Can't rock with that, I ain't wearin' a vest
Man have to send her therapy
She got a E cup bra, a lot on her chest
I'm in Jamaica, Oracabess'
Hit a lick, went Cash Converters
That don't work, it's pawn, no chess
I'm doin' more and talkin' less
I love chillin' with broke bitches
Man book one flight and they all impressed
I'm in the G63
The car hug me like a friend through twist and turns
Man livin' for nyash and dyin' for nyash, it's fucked
Don't know which one's worse, I'm fucked
Bags in his and hers
What's hers is hers, what's mine is too
Heard that girl is a gold digger
It can't be true if she dated you
AP baby blue, paper's pink
I'd probably hate me too
You ever spent six figures and stared at bae like
"Look what you made me do"?
Yeah, (alright) started with a Q, didn't wait in line
Weird, I'm askin' my Blasian one
"Why you so focused on your Asian side?"
I know that the jack boys pray that they get to the clubs and Dave's inside
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