Kunci: Ab majorā¢
Verse 1
Ab
Db
Man I need that Bill Gates,
I need that Oprah
I need that green baby,
I need that Oprah
Db
Db
You see my game face, come get a close up
I let the girls flock but not
if they vote just
Ab
Cm
rosƩ mimosas
I keep my head up, yes, I am focused
Db
Gb
No, I can't kick it with you
Ab
Gb
if you talkin' broke shit
No, no, did you read the memo?
Me and my fellow, all about the dollar
Creplo, Commerce, Xero,
Lobster, Pasta, Jell -O
Ab
Db
Well, I trick it off, no, hell no
Ab
Only thing I know, push,
pedal to the metal
Ab
take it to another level
Db
Then I ride by, wave bye, baby, hello
Ab
Will I ever hate it all?
Push, hell no
Db
Cb
Db
Tell em how you feelin' bro, life is good
Ab
Cb
Db
Tell em how you feelin' bro, life is good
Tell em niggas how you feelin' bro,
life is good
Tell em niggas how you feelin' is
Fm
Eb
Access to the debit, baby let me get it
Fm
Db
Them block phone numbers
keep fuckin' with my credit
Fm
Understand I get it, live it by any means
Db
Fm
Db
Hugo Lindenberg don't rock any jeans
Ab
Boo just get with the team,
heard you was a diva
Fm
Db
Five minutes later had
Eb
Gm
Low -cut caesars, cool as a penguin
Fm
Ab
Your friends wanna hate,
Db
I can fix them chickens' faces
Ab
Db
Fm
One for the ladies who tryna get put on
Db
Fm
A shit the club, two kids left at home
Gb
Db
Three county checks she done
Fm
spent up on her clothes
Gb
Db
Old friends always ride with me when I roll
Only thing I know, push,
pedal to the metal
Push weight to my money,
take it to another level
Ab
Db
When I ride by, raise high, baby, I low
Will I ever hate it when I ride?
Push, hell no
Tell em how you feelin' bro, life is good
Cb
Db
Tell em how you feelin' bro, life is good
Cb
Tell em niggas how you feelin' bro,
Eb
Db
life is good
Fm
Tell em niggas how you feelin' bro,
life is good
Ab
Db
I make a couple bucks but no time chasin' hoes,
Fuck is up, club life borin',
no club night for me
Stay home, Netflix,
Db
watchin' thug life stories
Db
Ab
till I'm puds like Nori
Still daydreamin',
Db
I can fuck like Vauries
Ab
Db
Clutch like Ori, don't like my shit,
I can give two fucks
Write the punchlines for me,
I was rippin' motherfuckers
up
And y 'all was playin' double dutch,
now I'm in a slim waist
Q -Face, bubble bust,
Ab
oh she gotta rap, huh?
Guess I gotta double up,
Db
oh you writin' checks, huh?
Guess you better double up,
back in my days
Ab
We would take the fade, knuckle up
Niggas nowadays wearin' lip gloss
Puck it up, I don't know what is up
Db
You be on that new -new,
Only thing I know, push,
paddle to the meadow
Push weight to my money,
take it to another level
When I ride by, raise high, baby hello
Will I ever hate it tomorrow?
Push, hell no
Cb
Tell them how you feelin' bro,
Tell them how you feelin' bro,
Tell them niggas how you feelin' bro,
Tell them niggas how you feelin' bro,
life is good
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