Kunci: G minor
Verse 1
Abm
Ebm
Abm
Ebm
Checkered
Abm
Ebm
Abm
Ebm
flag type shit
Abm
Yea, when the speedometer
Ebm
B
Abm
reads 70 miles per hour
Ebm
A spoiler is deployed from the trunk
Abm
Ebm
Less wind resistance, more power
Abm
You ain't sat in nothing like
Gb
Ebm
this once (niggaa)
Abm
Fresh from the pages of Car & Driver
Ebm
Abm
To the possession of high pilots
Ebm
File it in my collection
Abm
With the rest of my shit
Ebm
Up- to- date bill sheets,
Ebm
Abm
Handbook in the console
I know everything about it
Ebm
Got yo woman wet, she need goggles
Ebm
I'm the picture of survival
dropping bombs on my rivals
We the motherfucking JETS
Ebm
Abm
You just motherfucking
clown shoes
Ebm
Borrowing ya big homie
G#m
jewelry shooting virals
D#m
Never wheeling them cars,
just standing by them
G#m
D#m
Not really knowing them broad s,
G#m
No first class tickets,
F#
D#m
you just buy the stand- by ones
G#m
D#m
I'm adding dollars, you admiring
G#m
I'm Words With Friends whole
D#m
F#
D#m
time in- flight wireless
G#m
D#m
Email full of condo prices
Ebm
Abm
Ebm
Abm
Ebm
Abm
kitchen islands
Ebm
Abm
Ebm
Got a mill out the deal I'm
still on the grind
Abm
Ebm
(JET life on these niggas yeah)
G#m
Ebm
Got 10 more coming just
Abm
D#m
give me some time
G#m
Ebm
(JET life on them bitches yeah)
G#m
Ebm
Putting it all together got
Abm
Ebm
something in mind
G#m
Ebm
(JET life on them niggas yeah)
Abm
Show them better than I can
Ebm
tell them they gon feel me
Abm
Show them better than I can tell
Ebm
Abm
Niggas I came up with changing
Abm
If they ever catch me slipping
B
Abm
B
I dont give a fuck, sincerely
Abm
I know they just emotional,
B
they love me, they fear me
Abm
Ebm
They like my women, they see me steering,
wish they was in it
Abm
Ebm
Jealousy, just feeding em negative energy
G#m
Ebm
I put my hands together praying
for my friend- emies
G#m
Ebm
Only let paper chasers dwell
D#m
G#m
Can't violate the JET
Ebm
Abm
Ebm
code without penalty
G#m
Ebm
Even family get let go
Abm
"Fredo, you killing me"
I work hard, bloggers thinking
G#m
Dropping record after record
like them bitches slippery
D#m
I like nice shit and I know how to get it
Ebm
G#m
it's not rocket science or Quantum Physics
Get on task fool, Trap til a trillion
Ebm
Wrote these raps in New Orleans and performed
Abm
D#m
them in New Zealand
G#m
Ebm
Word to Pusha T and that's
Ebm
"My God", what a feeling
, Decepticon ceilings
D#m
G#m
Push button disappearing
D#m
G#m
when the drizzle clearing
I'll probably be laid in the enclave,
G#m
Ebm
Jet miss in the kitchen grilling up steaks
G#m
Ebm
Abm
Ebm
It'll smell like Ruth's Chris in a minute fool,
you want a plate?
G#m
The hero unsung when I'm done they'll say I'm great
Outro 1
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G#m
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Ebm
Abm
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G#m
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G#m
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D#m
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