Jello

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


[Verse 1]
Gm
Hi, I live a wonderful life
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Should've died twice, wonder who on my side
Gm
Life always better keepin' two on the side
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Need no music when my niggas arrive
       Gm
We in Van Nuys, black van with some white guys
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Keep your hand out, waiting for the appropriate time
             Gm
They ask a question like
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"Could you perform at my best friend's birthday party?
          D                                    Gm
With your friends and go crazy, just bring the shotty
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Bring the loud one with the blonde hair."
D                          Gm
Making out with Zayn in a lawn chair
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They kicked me out but I belong here
D                                Gm
Hear these songs nigga, see this long hair, see these videos
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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              D
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do I trust 'em? Probably not
Gm                               Eb              D
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
Gm                    Eb              D
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
Gm                               Eb              D
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down


[Verse 2]
Gm
Just shaved down to the baby face
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Clothes on me, guess it's Holiday
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Gm
Fried, no sides at the restaurant
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My sleep schedule like the power here, it's never on
        Gm
Feeling like the past year a whole escapade (uh-oh)
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Four cars, need a motherfucking Escalade
        Gm
Pack it up like a clown car (honk, honk)
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Bet you know my name from here to Hong Kong, bet I get along
Gm
Make some commas, karma, come on, watch 'em sing along
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Ayy, err, err, butter knife like dancing on a knuckle
Gm
In the thunder car, rocked up in the Lumma
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Incidental, I be better by the summer
     Gm
I be better by the winter, I be hoppin' in the rental
      Eb                      D
Maybe Tesla for all my missus sitting in the Volvo
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Damn, shoot 'em down like, hmmm, 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                      Gm
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
D  D     Eb Eb    D                   Gm
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
D  D          Eb    Eb    D                      Gm
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down
D  D     Eb Eb    D                   Gm
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
D  D          Eb    Eb    D                      Gm
I think that y'all prolly fraud, I think that my brain is fried
D  D     Eb Eb    D                   Gm
La-di-da-di-da-di-da, do not turn my volume down
D  D          Eb    Eb    D                      Gm
Do not bring your friends around, only few I'm holding down


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


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


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