Cooler Than A Bitch

Roddy Ricch

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  • Em
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Tono:
Em Bm Em Bm Hey
Em Bm Em Bm Hey [Chorus: Gunna]
Em Cooler than a bitch (Cool)
Bm Let her think twice, my shooter in the VIP (Yeah) Tenth grade, bought a Franck
Em Mueller off of licks (Yeah)
Bm Percocet, feelin' like I'm cruisin' on a ship (Woah)
Em It's your birthday, put some icin' on your wrist (Ice)
Bm I reached every goal, had to write another list (Yeah) I'm strokin' on a toe while she
Em bitin' on her lip (Stroke)
Bm I fly across the globe and I call another hit (Fly) They watchin' 'cause they know how
Em slimey it can get (Slime) I'm ridin' to the top from the
Bm bottom of ditch (Bottom off the ditch) Your favorite rapper burnt and he
Em runnin' out of hits (Runnin' out of hits)
Bm Say the wrong word, and I'ma shoot him in his shit (Yeah)
Em We some big dogs, you a poodle, I'm a pit (Shoot him) I don't trust these hoes at all,
Bm just as far as I can spit (Far as I can spit)
Em We fuckin' up the mall, if you like it, then you get it (Like it, then you get it) We stack the money tall, if you
Bm broke, then we'll fix it (Tall) [Verse 1: Gunna] I feel like a rocket, I'm goin'
Em outer space (Outer space) Got pretty vibes with me, I make
Bm sure all of 'em straight I dress a bitch, I put her in some
Em Prada and BAPE
Bm Young Wunna international in all fifty states (Woah)
Em Listen, I might buss a nigga, war ready
Bm Chop a nigga crew with a machete
Em Smokin' gasoline, ninety-three, unleaded
Bm Card never D'd, I can spend without a limit (Yeah)
Em Three Rolls watches and they all got baguetties (Woah)
Bm I got ten bad bitches, I keep all of 'em happy (Yeah) You ain't did nothin' for my bitch,
Em bought an all-gold Patek
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She can suck a good dick, get the
Bm Benz four 'matic (Benz)
Em This a rich nigga, come and feel my fabric Young GunWunna, I got hundreds in my
Bm pants and my jacket Chandelier all in the ceilin', think
Em we fuckin' in the palace When you really gettin' millions, it
Bm gon' up a nigga status, up a nigga status [Chorus: Gunna]
Em Cooler than a bitch (Cool)
Bm Let her think twice, my shooter in the VIP (Yeah) Tenth grade, bought a Franck
Em Mueller off of licks (Yeah)
Bm Percocet, feelin' like I'm cruisin' on a ship (Woah)
Em It's your birthday, put some icin' on your wrist (Ice)
Bm I reached every goal, had to write another list (Yeah) I'm strokin' on a toe while she
Em bitin' on her lip (Stroke)
Bm I fly across the globe and I call another hit (Fly) They watchin' 'cause they know how
Em slimey it can get (Slime) I'm ridin' to the top from the
Bm bottom of ditch (Bottom off the ditch) Your favorite rapper burnt and he
Em runnin' out of hits (Runnin' out of hits)
Bm Say the wrong word, and I'ma shoot him in his shit (Yeah)
Em We some big dogs, you a poodle, I'm a pit (Shoot him) I don't trust these hoes at all,
Bm just as far as I can spit (Far as I can spit)
Em We fuckin' up the mall, if you like it, then you get it (Like it, then you get it) We stack the money tall, if you
Bm broke, then we'll fix it (Tall) [Verse 2: Roddy Ricch] Pull up to the Maybach in the
Em driveway, hmm Traphouse, had bitches countin'
Bm hundreds in the room How you claimin' you a street nigga
Em havin' loose lips?
Bm Got a lot of new shit, Eliantte chain like the bottom of a ship
Em Got my niggas in the feds, gettin' loads when they get out
Bm Keefa had to bring the Bentayga with the kit out
Em Got five bitches rollin' off the dope at the penthouse
Bm She ain't tryna give me no neck, she had to get out
Em Send my young shooters, go wet some shit
Bm Big brother taught me how to sip Actavis
Em When I pull up Mulsanne, she get crackin' on the dick
Bm Lil' shawty gave me brain, I almost crashed the whip
Em Get her Saint Laurent, what's your shoe size?
Bm Fucked her, I done came 'bout two times, yeah
Em I got top on top the rooftop, yeah
Bm Big Cullinan, suicide, yeah [Chorus: Gunna]
Em Cooler than a bitch (Cool)
Bm Let her think twice, my shooter in the VIP (Yeah) Tenth grade, bought a Franck
Em Mueller off of licks (Yeah)
Bm Percocet, feelin' like I'm cruisin' on a ship (Woah)
Em It's your birthday, put some icin' on your wrist (Ice)
Bm I reached every goal, had to write another list (Yeah) I'm strokin' on a toe while she
Em bitin' on her lip (Stroke)
Bm I fly across the globe and I call another hit (Fly) They watchin' 'cause they know how
Em slimey it can get (Slime) I'm ridin' to the top from the
Bm bottom of ditch (Bottom off the ditch) Your favorite rapper burnt and he
Em runnin' out of hits (Runnin' out of hits)
Bm Say the wrong word, and I'ma shoot him in his shit (Yeah)
Em We some big dogs, you a poodle, I'm a pit (Shoot him) I don't trust these hoes at all,
Bm just as far as I can spit (Far as I can spit)
Em We fuckin' up the mall, if you like it, then you get it (Like it, then you get it) We stack the money tall, if you
Bm broke, then we'll fix it (Tall) [Otro]
Em Bm Ice yeah
Em Bm Em Bm Slime
Em Runnin' out of hits
Bm Yeah
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