Intro: Eb Gm Cm Cm7 x2
verse 1
Eb Gm
These bitches want Nikes
Cm
They looking for a check
Cm7
Tell em it ain't likely
Eb Gm
Said she need a ring like Carmelo
Cm Cm7
Must be on that white like Othello
Eb
All you want is Nikes
Gm
But the real ones
Cm
Just like you
Cm7
Just like me
Eb Gm
I don't play, I don't make time
Cm Cm7
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 Cm7
RIP Trayvon, that nigga look just like me
Eb Gm
Woo, fuckin' buzzin', woo!
Cm Cm7
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
Cm7
Now that's a real mermaid
Eb
You been holding your breath
Gm
Weighted down
Cm Cm7
Punk madre, punk papa
Eb
He don't care for me
Gm
But who cares for me
Cm Cm7
And that's good enough
Eb
We don't talk much or nothin'
Gm
But when we talkin' about something
Cm Cm7
We have good discussion
Eb Gm
I met his friends last week, feels like they're up to something
Cm Cm7
That's good for us
(Then this acoustic riff comes in and plays until the end):
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verse 2
Eb Gm
We'll let you guys prophesy
Cm
We'll let you guys prophesy
Cm7
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
Cm7
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
Cm7
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
Cm7
We breathin pheremones, Amber Rose
Sippin' pink-gold lemonades, feelin'
Eb Gm
I may be younger but I'll look after you
Cm Cm7
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 Cm7
I'm not him but I'll mean something to you
Eb Gm
I'll mean something to you
Cm Cm7
I'll mean something to you
Eb Gm
You got a roommate he'll hear what we do
Cm Cm7
It's only awkward if you're fucking him too