90210 (feat. Kacy Hill)

Travis Scott

  • Am
  • Bb
  • Bm
  • C
  • C7M
  • Dm
  • Em
  • Gm
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Tono:
[Intro] Bm C Am
Bm C Am
Bm C Am Bm Mhm, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
C7M Mama's bailing down that road,
Am craving 90210
Bm She a porn star girl, oh, from the
C Am valley
Bm Who left her hometown world all for
C Am that alley
Bm Oh, created Lake Tahoe all from her
C Am panties
Bm Ooh, used to take the long way home, long way home, all for that
C Am candy
Bm C7M Am Baby's hooked on feeling low
Bm C Do, do, do
Am Do, doo
Bm Jacques turn La Flame, now he
C Am rolling on an Addy
Bm Fifty on a chain, 'nother fifty
C Am on a Caddy, oh
Bm He might pop him a pill, pop him a
C seal, pop anyone
Am Pop anything, pop anything to find
Bm an alley
C Am Hmm, yeah, then find an alley
Bm C7M Am Baby's hooked on feeling low
Bm Em Do, do, do
C Am Do, doo
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Bm In the 90210, 90210, looking for
C Am that alley
Bm In the 90210, 90210, looking for
C Am that alley, ooh
Bm It's the superstar girl
Superstar girl, roaming in that
C Am alley
Bm In the 90210, 90210, somewhere in
C Am that alley
( Gm Am Bb )
( Dm Gm Am )
Bb My granny called, she said "Travie, you work too hard
Am I'm worried you'll forget about me"
Bb I'm falling in and out of cars,
Am don't worry, I'ma get it, granny
Bb What happened? now my daddy happy, mama called me up That money coming and she love me,
Dm I done made it now
Gm I done found life's meaning now, all them her heart'd break
Am Her heart not pieces now, friends turning into fraud niggas
Bb Practicing, have the passion, you niggas packaged different
Dm All you niggas, you niggas want the swag, you can't have it
Gm I'ma sell it, you niggas salary 'bout to cap, bitch
Am Youngest nigga outta Houston at the Grammys
Bb Smiling at 'em laughing at me
Dm I passed the rock to Ye, he pump I|faked and passed it back, bitch
Gm All of this off of rapping, should've wrote this in Latin
Am Yeah Yeah
Bb Mmm, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
Dm I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
Gm Cuzzo said we in the store, yeah, we 'bout to drop a 4
Am He pass the cigarette, I choke
Bb Tell my auntie put them Ports down, them Ports down
Dm Now you know you love your own now Hit the stage, they got their hands
Gm up, don't put your nose down I ain't knockin' a nigga, I knocked
Am the door down, for sure now Hardcore, I swear they counting on me
Bb Gold chains, gold rings, I got an island on me
Dm Houses on me, he got them ounces on him
Gm Holy father, come save these niggas, I'm styling on 'em
Am Good lord, I see my good fortune in all these horses
Bb I'm driving too fast to stop, so all these signs, I ignore them
Dm Distant sky, from north of the border, my chips is in order
Gm My mom's biggest supporter so now
Am niggas support a nigga
( Bb Dm Gm Am )
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Composición: Mike Dean, Allen Ritter, Kacy Hill, Chantel Jeffries y Gizzle

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