<i>Capo 5th fret</i>
<i>Laid back rhythm</i>
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Ch: Damn, my AP goin' C
psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a F
no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' C
psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a F
no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though
1. You stuck in the C
friend zone, I tell her four, five, the fifth, ayy
Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit, ayy
F
Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit, ayy
Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit, ayy
I C
made my first million, I'm like, "Shit, this is it," ayy
Thirty for a walkthrough, man, we had every slit, ayy
F
Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip
Out the window of the Benzo, we gets in in the rent'
And I'm like C
"woah"
Man, my neck so goddamn cold
Diamonds weigh my teeth is F
sore
I got homies, let it blow, C
oh, oh
My money thick, won't ever fold
She said, "Can I have some to F
hold?"
And I can never tell you no
Ch:
2. The AP goin' C
psycho, my Rollie goin' brazy
We're hittin' lil' mamas, she wanna have my babies
Sippy on the F
Panky, chain so stanky
You should see the whip, promise I can take yo' bitch
Dolla ridin' in an C
old school Chevy, it's a drop top
Boolin' with a thot-thot, she gon' give me top-top
Just one F
switch, I can make the ass drop (ayy)
Uh, take you to the smoke shop
We gon' get C
high, ayy, we gon' hit Rodeo
Dolla Valentino, we gon' hit Pico
Take you where I'm F
from, take you to the slums
This ain't happen overnight, no, these diamonds real bright
Saint Laurent C
jeans, still in my Vans though
All VVS's, put you in a necklace
Girl, you look F
beautiful tonight
Stars on the roof, they matching with the jewelry
Ch: