Nikes

[Intro]

Eb  Gm  Cm       x2


[Verse 1]

                   Eb      Gm
These bitches want Nikes
                   Cm
They looking for a check
                 Cm
Tell em it ain't likely
                Eb               Gm
Said she need a ring like Carmelo
                Cm
Must be on that white like Othello
                Eb
All you want is Nikes
        Gm
But the real ones
     Cm
Just like you
     Cm
Just like me
 Eb                        Gm
I don't play, I don't make time
           Cm
But if you need dick I got you and I
 yam from the line
            Eb
Pour up for A$AP
    Gm
RIP Pimp C
    Cm
RIP Trayvon, that nigga look just 
like me
Eb      Gm
  Woo, fuckin' buzzin', woo!
Cm
  That my little cousin, he got a 
little trade
                  Eb
His girl keep the scales, a little 
mermaid
              Gm
We out by the pool, some little 
mermaids
            Cm
Me and them gel, like twigs with 
them bangs
Cm
Now that's a real mermaid
Continúa después del anuncio
Eliminar anuncios
                      Eb
You been holding your breath
        Gm
Weighted down
     Cm
Punk madre, punk papa
         Eb
He don't care for me
        Gm
But who cares for me
           Cm
And that's good enough
         Eb
We don't talk much or nothin'
            Gm
But when we talkin' about something
        Cm
We have good discussion
          Eb                       
I met his friends last week, feels 
             Gm
like they're up to something
        Cm
That's good for us


(A partir daqui esse riff acustico 
entra e continua até o final):

E|--------------------------------
B|-----------------4--------------
G|--------------3-----------------
D|-----5-----5-----------5-----5--
A|--------6-----------------6-----
E|--------------------------------

E|----------------------------------
B|---4------------------------------
G|3---------------------------------
D|---------5-----5------------5-----
A|------------6--------6---------6--
E|------------------6---------------

E|----------| 
B|----------| 
G|----------| 
D|5---------| 
A|------5---| 
E|---6------| 


[Verse 2]

                   Eb           Gm
We'll let you guys prophesy
                   Cm
We'll let you guys prophesy
                                Cm
We gon' see the future first
                   Eb
We'll let you guys prophesy

We gon' see the future first
              Gm
Living so the last night feels like 
a past life
                           Cm
Speaking of the, don't know what got
 into people

Devil be possessin homies, Demons 
try to body jump
Cm
Why you think I'm in this bitch 
wearing a fucking Yarmulke?
                    Eb
Acid on me like the rain

Weed crumbles in the glitter
Gm
Rain, glitter
                    Cm
We laid out on this wet floor

Away turf, no Astro
                   Cm
Mesmerized how the strobes glow

Look at all the people feet dance
                        Eb
I know that your nigga came with you
        Gm
But he ain't with you
                        Cm
We only human and it's humid in 
these Balmains

I mean my balls sticking in my jeans
             Cm
We breathin pheremones, Amber Rose

Sippin' pink-gold lemonades, feelin'
Eb                      Gm
   I may be younger but I'll look 
after you
Cm
   We're not in love, but I'll make 
love to you
Eb                       Gm
   When you're not here I'll save 
some for you
Cm
   I'm not him but I'll mean 
something to you
     Eb             Gm
I'll mean something to you
     Cm
I'll mean something to you
Eb                          Gm
   You got a roommate he'll hear 
what we do
Cm
   It's only awkward if you're 
fucking him too