Stars In The Ceiling

Quavo

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Dm F Zaytoven [Hook]
Dm Ridin' round itchin' (skrt) Yea, my palms itchin' (cash)
Dm F Real grown, ain't fucking with no children (grown man)
Dm I'm not arguing with no bitches, I
F ain't in it, nah (bitch)
Dm When I pull up (huh) Bet I hurt they feelings (skrt)
Dm C Niggas talking shit, now they miss it [huh] (wush)
Dm Running all these packs through
C the city (runnin' wush)
Dm I can't tell my business cause you snitchin' (nooo)
Dm F When I wake up, stars in my ceilings [Verse 1]
Dm C Puttin rich niggas' outta business (talk to 'em)
Dm Told that fuck nigga' mind they
C business (hold on, yea)
Dm 50K, Momma at the dentist (Momma)
Dm Criminal pack my niggas got that sentence
Dm Think I'm from New York, I got
C pigeons (brrrrr)
Dm Gm Walkin with that torch, I got
C decisions (flash)
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Dm Keys like Scott Storch, but I like to dish 'em
Dm Runnin' the point like I'm Fisher, shoot with the missile (skrt, skrt)
Dm Don't come to the trap unannounced, pull up with the whistle
Dm I'm fucking that bitch by the
C mouth, no you shouldn't kiss her
Dm They pullin' up right at yo' house So you shouldn't diss 'em (brrt)
Dm It's sad to say these niggas
C controlled by the system (haha) [Bridge]
Dm F I'm from a place where my wings
Dm gon' fly
F I got the bags, which one you wanna
Gm buy? (buy)
Dm Gm I put 'em in yo' tongue yea, I put you on the road yea (yea)
Gm F When you get them pies, just please drive slow
Dm C When you got them pies, you can't let nobody know
Gm Dm When you get them pies off, you ball like cantaloupe
Dm When you get them pies, you can't go out like no hoe
Dm This that dope, buying all the dranks' at the store (drink)
Dm Beatin up the pot sajamo
Dm I got more water than a boat
Dm I'm so geeked up, I can't feel my four
Dm She only want the drugs for her nose
Dm I am...(You what?)
Dm I am the huncho boss
Dm I wil...(Do what?)
Dm Take one, take one off [Hook]
Bb Ridin' round itchin' (skrt)
Dm Yea my palms itchin', (cash)
F Real grown ain't fucking with no children (grown man)
Dm I'm not arguing with no bitches, I ain't in it, nah (bitch)
Dm When I pull up (huh)
C Bet I hurt they feelings (skrt)
Dm C Niggas talking shit, now they miss it [huh] (wush)
Dm Gm Running all these packs through the city (runnin' wush)
Dm I can't tell my business cause you snitchin' (nooo)
A# C F When I wake up, stars in my ceilings
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