verse 1: Rick Ross F#m Layin' in my bed, I'm under these gold chandeliers F#m Can't say too many names in here these kinda years F#m Nice sweaters and these icy diamonds on my wrist Bm Cm Ice Cube lookin' nigga, you know life a bitch F#m I once got no allowance, now I got the crown F#m I said I was The Boss, nobody made a sound F#m Really had to see them things, this level story tellin' Bm Cm Who else could flip a Chorus into 40 million? F#m Out in Cannes with Leonardo DiCaprio F#m While out on bond, pray I go to trial rapido F#m 8 felonies, tellin' me wanna give me life Bm Cm Every nut I bust really, I gotta do it twice F#m Ricky Ronaldo, really when I'm in Portugal F#m I pull a yacht out, this weekend, I'm fuckin' so and so F#m Cameras flash, paparazzi layin' in the grass Bm Cm Tom Brady my new neighbor, you can tell 'em that Hook: Ty Dolla $ign F#m Uh, I think she like me F#m Oh, I think she like me F#m I know her nigga don't like me Bm Cm With your bitch right now? Yeah, I might be F#m Sippin' this right now? Yeah, we might be (Ooh, ooh) F#m Might hit her from the back, let her ride me (Ooh, ooh) F#m Girl, you never meet another nigga like me (Ooh, ooh) Bm Cm Girl, you never meet another man like me verse 2: Rick Ross F#m I'm sexin' women, out on Fisher Isle F#m I gas her up and let her lick me down F#m I may name my daughter Hermes Bm Cm Get Margiela to decorate the new birds nest F# 20 million up in Merrill Lynch F#m I met his chick, he haven't seen her since F#m Through the city, I'm still floatin' like a magic carpet Bm Cm She stop me for a selfie, I just want the knowledge F#m Expressin' what you think'll send your kids to college F#m Or be a Geechi nigga just to keep the Bentley polished F#m Do it for the dear departed, fuck a Ben Carson Bm Cm Empire rented, you made a nigga a target F#m Only one that's smokin' up in Goldman Sachs F#m When I'm the only one that's rollin' like a quarter back F#m And I never put it in my government Bm Cm 'Cause I never put on for the government Hook: Ty Dolla $ign F#m Uh, I think she like me F#m Oh, I think she like me F#m I know her nigga don't like me Bm Cm With your bitch right now? Yeah, I might be F#m Sippin' this right now? Yeah, we might be (Ooh, ooh) F#m Might hit her from the back, let her ride me (Ooh, ooh) F#m Girl, you never meet another nigga like me (Ooh, ooh) Bm Cm Girl, you never meet another man like me verse 3: Rick Ross F#m You caught the case, you gotta post a bond F#m I'm Rayful Edmund mixed with young Wale Folarin F#m Starin' in my safe, I'm rather safe than sorry Bm Cm Diddy, Jigga? only two niggas comin' for me F#m I park the Caddy in my livin' room F#m Pussy niggas lookin' for me, I'ma give it to 'em F#m Santorini, Greece, sex in the swimmin' pool Bm Cm If her pussy dry, call her Beetle Juice F#m I'm baby makin' in the Malvides F#m Put up all the yachts, pulled out the jet skis F#m Khaled hit me on the FaceTime It's Billy! Bm Cm I'm the fliest nigga on his baseline F#m She see the sneakers and she see the stones F#m Fat boy run the city, seated in the throne F#m I'm cashin' in like the Kardashians Bm Cm My paralyzed homie snuck a ratchet in Hook: Ty Dolla $ign F#m Uh, I think she like me F#m Oh, I think she like me F#m I know her nigga don't like me Bm Cm With your bitch right now? Yeah, I might be F#m Sippin' this right now? Yeah, we might be (Ooh, ooh) F#m Might hit her from the back, let her ride me (Ooh, ooh) F#m Girl, you never meet another nigga like me (Ooh, ooh) Bm Cm Girl, you never meet another man like me