Tom: Em
A
F
I can't relate
E
To none of you rappers are actors I swear that these niggas be fake
F
E
Fuck out my face
Em
Way too much food on my plate for her to be actin' all stank
F
Diamonds on bling (bling blauw-blauw)
Em
We smoked out my bitch so bad I had to go buy her a mink
Fuck what you think
F
Em
Cause me and the money in love I think I'ma buy it a ring
F
My diamond's shining, yours cloudy
Diamond's ice, play hockey
Em
Lean got me feeling drowsy
Stripper bitch, she work at Follies
F
Meet me at the hotel lobby
Air Max, running to the money
Em
(Focus) From demons, distractions, to all the reactions of fame
E
I'm blowing a kiss on the way
E
Too many bands to get them on stage
E
Screwin' his band, his rhythm on stage
E
I say in advance so pay in advance
I'm way too advanced to figure him out
E
Stones I got I get 'em appraised
E
Draw my Glock and get him erased
Slow you, God, I give it away
A
F
I can't relate
E
To none of you rappers are actors I swear that these niggas be fake
F
E
Fuck out my face
Em
Way too much food on my plate for her to be actin' all stank
Em
Niggarache, new Versace
F
Sippin sake with my posse
Em
Eat that pussy like hibachi
E
Leave it wet, that dick Dasani
E
Salvador Dalí her body
It's a work of art, you copy?
F
E
Nigga, all she do pilates
F
E
I go hard, you rappers copy
E
Cause it feels so good when it's you
F
And it feels so good when it's new
E
Yes it feels so good when it's new
E
Why you actin' like you ain't knew
E
Niggarache, new Versace
I be mobbin' with my posse
F
Play no game, no Tamagotchi
Finger froze like Liberace
Em
Fuck that bitch, I make her knot me
While I rep Trilluminati
A
Pally Pal, butter soft, we was in them lobbies
C
A
Holla, holla, steady mobbing, only God can stop me
F
E
Dolla signs a lot of diamonds, I'm about to sign me
Cop a tommy, yeah the tommy, thousand bands like Fauni
E
A
E
All in the forest, hey, lookin' for porridge, hey
Ricky in storage
E
Cause it feels so good when it's you
F
E
And it feels so good when it's new
E
Yes it feels so good when it's new
E
Why you actin' like you ain't knew
E
(Niggarache)
I can't relate
E
Fuck out my face
E
Way too much food on my plate for her to be actin' all stank
F
Am
Diamonds on bling (bling blauw-blauw)
A
We smoked out my bitch so bad I had to go buy her a mink
Fuck what you think
C
Cause me and the money in love I think I'ma buy it a ring