[Intro]E|-0--------------2--5--3--2--0-------------0-----| B|-1------1-------4--------------------0--------0-| G|-2---------2----2--------------------0-0------0-| D|-----2--------------------------------------2---| A|-0--------------2----------------2--------------| E|----------------------------0-------------------|[Acordes o punteado a partir de los acordes]Am B7 Em The mandem too inconsiderate, five-star hotels smokin' cigarette Mixin' codeine up with the phenergan She got thick, but she wanna get thin againAm Drinkin' apple cider vinegarB7 Em Wearin' Skim, 'cause she wanna be Kim and 'em Uh, alright, I know that you're bad, stop actin' innocentAm We ain't got generational wealthB7 Em It's only a year that I've had these millions My whip could've been in the Tokyo Drift 'cause it's fast and furiousAm B7 I went from the Toyota Yaris to Urus, they had their chance butEm Blew it Now this gyal wan' me in her uterus, fuck it, I'm rich, let's do it (Fuck it)Am B7 Take a look at these diamonds wrong, it's a life of squintin'Em Can't just stare With bae through thick and thin She already thick, so I'm halfway there (Hah-hah-hah)Am B7 Em Brown and bad, couldn't change my mind, I was halfway there One hundred meters, huh I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter (Uh)Am B7 Em One hundred eaters, they won't fit in one SUV, nahAm Sos, somebody rescue meB7 I got too many gyal, too many-many gyal, I gotEm They can last me the next two weeks, uh Huh, alright, like send the address through, pleaseAm Suv, the outside whiteB7 Em The inside brown like Michael Jack' More time, man build a line and trap Spend like I don't even like my stackAm B7 Pistol came on a Irish ferry, let go and it sound like a tap dance (Bap)Em The way that I ball, no yellowThe ref haffa give me a black cardAm Who did what we doin' with rap?B7 Em Man couldn't sell out his show after all them years of doin' the cap Sprinter, two gyal in a van AmB7 Em Inter, two man in Milan, heard one of my tings datin' P. Diddy Need twenty percent of whatever she bags Outside, my head in my handsAm B7 I told her my name is Cench, she said: No, the one on your birthEm Certificate, uh Your boyfriend ran from the diamond test, 'cause they weren'tAm Legitimate, nahB7 Em She Turkish-Cypriot, but her curves Brazilian, uh I want herAm And bro wants her affiliateB7 I'm cheap, still hit a chick like: Yo, can I borrow your Netflix?Em She a feminist, she think I'm sexist Twistin' my words, I think she dyslexicAm B7 Give me my space, I'm intergalacticEm Before I give you my Insta' password, I'll give you the pin to my AmEx, huh, alrightAm B7 This ain't stainless steel, it's platinumEm Dinner table, I got manners, huh T-shirt tucked in, napkinAm Still loading, that's the caption, I've only amounted a minimalB7 FractionEm Eat good, I got indigestion Bare snow in my hood, no Aspen, can't get rid of my pain with AspirinAm B7 Em Dave just came in an Aston, I'm makin' that Maybach music (M-M-Maybach Music) They're tryna insult my intelligence, sometimes, I may act stupidAm B7 I never went uni, I been on the campus sellin' cocaine to studentsEm If bro let the drumstick beat, then somethin' gon' leak We ain't playin' exclusivesAm B7 Take a look at these diamonds wrong, it's a life of squintin'Em Can't just stare With bae through thick and thin She already thick, so I'm halfway there (Hah-hah-hah)Am B7 Em Brown and bad, couldn't change my mind, I was halfway there One hundred meters, huh I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter (Uh)Am B7 Em One hundred eaters, they won't fit in one SUV, nahAm Sos, somebody rescue meB7 I got too many gyal, too many-many gyal, I gotEm They can last me the next two weeks, uh Huh, alright, like send the address through, pleaseAm B7 Fire for a wife beater, can't rock with that, I ain't wearin' aEm Vest Man have to send her therapy, she got the E cup bra, a lot on her chestAm I'm in Jamaica, OracabessaB7 Hit a lick, went cash convertersEm That don't work, it's pawn, no chess I'm doin' more and talkin' lessAm B7 I love chillin' with broke bitches, man book one flight, and theyEm All impressed I'm in the G63, the car hug me like a friend through twist and turnsAm, Man livin' for nyash and dyin' for nyashB7 Em It's fucked, don't know which one's worse, I'm fucked Bags in his and hers, what's hers is hers, what's mine is tooAm B7 Heard that girl is a gold digger, it can't be true if she datedEm You Ap baby blue, paper's pink, I'd probably hate me tooAm B7 You ever spent six figures and stared at bae like: Look what youEm Made me do Yeah, alright, started with a Q, didn't wait in lineAm B7 Weird, I'm askin' my Blasian one: Why you so focused on your Asian side?Em I know that the Jack boys pray that they get to the clubs and Dave's inside
Sprinter (feat. Dave)
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Composição: Jo Caleb, Dave, Kyle Evans, Oakley Ceaser Su, James Olaloye e Jonathan Gordon Leslie
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