Jello

Gm                    Eb         
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 
     D
'em? Probably not
Gm                               
I think that y'all prolly fraud, 
Eb              D
I think that my brain is fried
Gm                    Eb         
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn
     D
 my volume down
Gm                               
Do not bring your friends around,
Eb              D
 only few I'm holding down
Gm                    Eb         
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 
     D
'em? Probably not
Gm                               
I think that y'all prolly fraud, 
Eb              D
I think that my brain is fried
Gm                    Eb         
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn
     D
 my volume down
Gm                                
Do not bring your friends around, 
Eb              D
only few I'm holding down


[Verse 1]
Gm
Hi, I live a wonderful life
Eb                           D
Should've died twice, wonder who on 
my side
Gm
Life always better keepin' two on 
the side
Eb                    D
Need no music when my niggas arrive
       Gm
We in Van Nuys, black van with some 
white guys
          Eb                       
Keep your hand out, waiting for the
       D
 appropriate time
             Gm
They ask a question like
"Could you perform at my best 
          Eb
friend's birthday party?
          D                        
With your friends and go crazy, 
            Gm
just bring the shotty
                              Eb
Bring the loud one with the blonde 
hair."
D                          Gm
Making out with Zayn in a lawn chair
                          Eb
They kicked me out but I belong here
D                                
Hear these songs nigga, see this 
Gm
long hair, see these videos
Eb                        D
Direct these hoes with no budgets 
though
        Gm
How the fuck did I land a fucking TV
 show?
    Eb                     D
Met all my friends through Kanye 
West and I ain't met him yet


[Chorus]
Gm                    Eb         
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 
     D
'em? Probably not
Gm                               
I think that y'all prolly fraud, 
Eb              D
I think that my brain is fried
Gm                    Eb         
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn
     D
 my volume down
Gm                               
Do not bring your friends around,
Eb              D
 only few I'm holding down


[Verse 2]
Gm
Just shaved down to the baby face
Eb                        D
Clothes on me, guess it's Holiday
Continúa después del anuncio
Gm
Fried, no sides at the restaurant
         Eb                     
My sleep schedule like the power 
            D
here, it's never on
        Gm
Feeling like the past year a whole 
escapade (uh-oh)
Eb                            
Four cars, need a motherfucking 
   D
Escalade
        Gm
Pack it up like a clown car (honk, 
honk)
         Eb                      
Bet you know my name from here to 
      D
Hong Kong, bet I get along
Gm
Make some commas, karma, come on, 
watch 'em sing along
          Eb                    
Ayy, err, err, butter knife like 
  D
dancing on a knuckle
Gm
In the thunder car, rocked up in the
 Lumma
Eb               D
Incidental, I be better by the 
summer
     Gm
I be better by the winter, I be 
hoppin' in the rental
      Eb                     
Maybe Tesla for all my missus 
 D
sitting in the Volvo
Gm                               
Damn, shoot 'em down like, hmmm, 
Eb          D
sorry, do it all here


[Chorus]
Gm
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 
'em? Probably not
D  D          Eb    Eb    D   
I think that y'all prolly 
                   Gm
fraud, I think that my brain is 
fried
D  D     Eb Eb    D           
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not 
        Gm
turn my volume down
D  D          Eb    Eb    D   
Do not bring your friends 
                   Gm
around, only few I'm holding down
D  D     Eb Eb    D           
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not 
        Gm
turn my volume down
D  D          Eb    Eb    D   
I think that y'all prolly 
                   Gm
fraud, I think that my brain is 
fried
D  D     Eb Eb    D           
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not 
        Gm
turn my volume down
D  D          Eb    Eb    D   
Do not bring your friends 
                   Gm
around, only few I'm holding down


[Verse 3]
Gm      Eb                    D
I'm moonwalking on the sun hot
         Bb               Am
I used to live where the guns popped
Gm         Eb                     D
Made some records then we moved out
       Bb             Am
Turned rap into the new pop
Gm      Eb
Bandana, I'm the new Pac
D                Bb   Am
I been blowing up, I can't stop
Gm           Eb                  
They need my niggas in the White 
      D
House
     Bb                Am
I do business with the white folks
Gm          Eb                   
Bring that money back to black 
   D
folks
           Bb           Am
Flip it, stimulate the cash flow
Gm      Eb                   D
Economic, but I speak ebonics
     Bb              Am
L.A. turned me to an asshole
Gm       Eb                    D
I been shopping down on Melrose
         Bb            Am
Still a nigga but I'm livin' 
different
Gm       Eb                      
I been looking at the bigger 
   D
picture
                Bb           
So I don't hear 'em when they 
  Am
talking to me


[Verse 4]
Gm            Eb                 
I just want a friend to fall in 
        D
love with
       Bb         Am
Maybe someone I can binge drugs with
Gm            Eb          
Living like a prince but I'm 
           D
dove-less
              Bb            Am
Playin' my emotions, you a dumb 
bitch
Gm          Eb                    D
Everybody talking on some gun shit
                Bb            Am
They don't even know where to bust 
it
Gm          Eb                    D
Cry nigga, gotta fuckin' kick back
N.C
Gotta leave those soft niggas at the
 kickback
Gm                Eb             
Splittin' all my problems like a 
       D
Kit-Kat
               Bb            Am
I finessed the night that we slipped
 up
Gm              Eb               
I could let you know where I'm 
     D
next at
             Bb             Am
Tell my baby girl where the brakes 
at
Gm             Eb                
You know I got number one pick 
   D
stats
                Bb           
Catch me on the field, it's a 
 Am
mismatch
Gm             Eb                
More like an eclipse, she 
           D
couldn't miss that
             Bb                Am
Putting my appearance where my chips
 at


[Chorus]
Gm          Eb        D         
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust
      Bb       Am
 'em? Probably not
Gm                 Eb            
I think that y'all prolly fraud, 
D               Bb       Am
I think that my brain is fried
Gm          Eb        D         
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not 
     Bb     Am
turn my volume down
Gm                Eb             
Do not bring your friends around,
D             Bb      Am
 only few I'm holding down
Gm          Eb        D         
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust
      Bb       Am
 'em? Probably not
Gm                 Eb            
I think that y'all prolly fraud, 
D               Bb       Am
I think that my brain is fried
Gm          Eb        D         
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not 
     Bb     Am
turn my volume down
Gm                Eb             
Do not bring your friends around,
D             Bb      Am
 only few I'm holding down