Intro
Future & Young Thug]
A# F Am
One penthouse, two Benz
Am
This for shorty and her girlfriend, yeah
A# C
I feel like I'm Hercules, oh
Am Dm
You gone get paid if you work for me, oh
[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Am A#
About to feed my dogs, need pedigree, oh
F Dm Am
Ain't letting no money get away from me, ohh
A#
TSA ain't ready for me
F Dm
These bitches wish they was bartenders, just to get next to me
F A#
The latest coupe, way too fast, you can't get next to me
Am
And I want the smoke, for real
Dm
These 40's gone choke, for real
F
.45, no colt
Nigga getting left afloat
A# F
Nah, we ain't writing no note
Am
Never, nah
Dm
I ain't gotta ride to the store no more
Am
I'ma let the Maybach go
A#
The pent' got a pole in it
F Am
The marvelous Raf Simons
Dm
Four levels in it
Am
I ain't even know you was in it
[Chorus: Young Thug]
A# F
You can make love in the morning
Dm F
Cat Mink flow, I'm warm
A# F Am
Got millions, just stay calm
Dm
Nigga get turned upside down
A#
I was Rich way before the Gang
Am
I was Slime way before the name
Dm
Kill shit like Sudan
F
And that's all I gotta say
A# F Dm
Ain't leadin' you wrong
[Verse 2: Future]
Am
Runnin' the cars
A#
Stealin' bombs
Hope you blow up
Am Dm
All this ice on my neck will make you throw up (yeah)
Am A#
Flew some bitch from Abu Dhabi, ready to go up (yeah)
Am Dm
Soon as we give it to the streets, the price go up
Am A#
Up, up out of here, gone to Mercury
F Am Dm
All Chanel stores around the globe heard of me
Am A#
Might as well give it 'em now and catch the first degree
Am Dm
Steven Spielberg shit with the currency
Am A#
Rock them dog collar chains, P. Diddy (P. Diddy)
Am Dm
I can't let her go nowhere, she too pretty, truthfully
Am Dm F
She gone have a bad day, she ever think about crossin' me
Am
I done paid all the lawyers, but they can't talk for me
Abdim C A#
When it come to closing deals, I finger fuck currency
Am Dm
Pop a half a pill and chill, all my ice is currently (all my ice is currently)
Am A#
Plain jane, Richard Mille, I had to let my wrist breathe (breathe)
F Am Dm
Almost got frostbit when I rocked my AP
Am A#
Give this bitch a minute to breathe
F Dm F
Looks can be deceivin', yeh
A#
Looks can deceivin'
Am Dm
We going through life speedin'
Am A#
I fucked this bad European (foreign)
F Am Dm
She tucked her phone, I think she schemin'
Am A#
Ain't been to sleep, bitch, stop dreamin'
Am Dm
If it ain't stress, you must be grievin'
Looks can be deceivin'
[Chorus: Young Thug]
A# F
You can make love in the morning
Dm F
Cat Mink flow, I'm warm
A# F Am
Got millions, just stay calm
Dm F
Nigga get turned upside down
A#
I was Rich way before the Gang
Am
I was Slime way before the name
Dm
Kill shit like Sudan
F
And that's all I gotta say
A# F A# Dm Am
Ain't leading you wrong
[Outro]
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