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[Intro] Eb Gm Cm x2 [Verse 1] Eb Gm These bitches want Nikes Cm They looking for a check Cm Tell em it ain't likely Eb Gm Said she need a ring like Carmelo Cm Must be on that white like Othello Eb All you want is Nikes Gm But the real ones Cm Just like you Cm Just like me Eb Gm I don't play, I don't make time Cm But if you need dick I got you and I yam from the line Eb Pour up for A$AP Gm RIP Pimp C Cm RIP Trayvon, that nigga look just like me Eb Gm Woo, fuckin' buzzin', woo! Cm That my little cousin, he got a little trade Eb His girl keep the scales, a little mermaid Gm We out by the pool, some little mermaids Cm Me and them gel, like twigs with them bangs Cm Now that's a real mermaid
Eb You been holding your breath Gm Weighted down Cm Punk madre, punk papa Eb He don't care for me Gm But who cares for me Cm And that's good enough Eb We don't talk much or nothin' Gm But when we talkin' about something Cm We have good discussion Eb I met his friends last week, feels Gm like they're up to something Cm That's good for us (A partir daqui esse riff acustico entra e continua até o final): E|-------------------------------- B|-----------------4-------------- G|--------------3----------------- D|-----5-----5-----------5-----5-- A|--------6-----------------6----- E|-------------------------------- E|---------------------------------- B|---4------------------------------ G|3--------------------------------- D|---------5-----5------------5----- A|------------6--------6---------6-- E|------------------6--------------- E|----------| B|----------| G|----------| D|5---------| A|------5---| E|---6------| [Verse 2] Eb Gm We'll let you guys prophesy Cm We'll let you guys prophesy Cm We gon' see the future first Eb We'll let you guys prophesy We gon' see the future first Gm Living so the last night feels like a past life Cm Speaking of the, don't know what got into people Devil be possessin homies, Demons try to body jump Cm Why you think I'm in this bitch wearing a fucking Yarmulke? Eb Acid on me like the rain Weed crumbles in the glitter Gm Rain, glitter Cm We laid out on this wet floor Away turf, no Astro Cm Mesmerized how the strobes glow Look at all the people feet dance Eb I know that your nigga came with you Gm But he ain't with you Cm We only human and it's humid in these Balmains I mean my balls sticking in my jeans Cm We breathin pheremones, Amber Rose Sippin' pink-gold lemonades, feelin' Eb Gm I may be younger but I'll look after you Cm We're not in love, but I'll make love to you Eb Gm When you're not here I'll save some for you Cm I'm not him but I'll mean something to you Eb Gm I'll mean something to you Cm I'll mean something to you Eb Gm You got a roommate he'll hear what we do Cm It's only awkward if you're fucking him too
Composição: Colaboração e revisão: Lucas Santana

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