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One penthouse, two Benz
           Dbm
This for shorty and her girlfriend, yeah
                 D        E
I feel like I'm Hercules, oh
     Dbm                  Gbm
You gone get paid if you work for me, oh

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Dbm                           D
About to feed my dogs, need pedigree, oh
A                           Gbm           Dbm
Ain't letting no money get away from me, ohh
           D
TSA ain't ready for me
               A                                    Gbm
These bitches wish they was bartenders, just to get next to me
             A                                 D
The latest coupe, way too fast, you can't get next to me
                Dbm
And I want the smoke, for real
                 Gbm
These 40's gone choke, for real
         A
.45, no colt
Nigga getting left afloat
D                         A
Nah, we ain't writing no note
Dbm
Never, nah
Gbm
I ain't gotta ride to the store no more
Dbm
I'ma let the Maybach go
D
The pent' got a pole in it
A              Dbm
The marvelous Raf Simons
Gbm
Four levels in it
             Dbm
I ain't even know you was in it

[Chorus: Young Thug]
         D                   A
You can make love in the morning
    Gbm             A
Cat Mink flow, I'm warm
        D                A   Dbm
Got millions, just stay calm
           Gbm
Nigga get turned upside down
       D
I was Rich way before the Gang
                             Dbm
I was Slime way before the name
      Gbm
Kill shit like Sudan
            A
And that's all I gotta say
                    D    A Gbm
Ain't leadin' you wrong

[Verse 2: Future]
Dbm
Runnin' the cars
           D
Stealin' bombs
Hope you blow up
Dbm                Gbm
All this ice on my neck will make you throw up (yeah)
           Dbm             D
Flew some bitch from Abu Dhabi, ready to go up (yeah)
Dbm                         Gbm
Soon as we give it to the streets, the price go up
Dbm           D
Up, up out of here, gone to Mercury
A           Dbm      Gbm
All Chanel stores around the globe heard of me
Dbm                        D
Might as well give it 'em now and catch the first degree
Dbm              Gbm
Steven Spielberg shit with the currency
Dbm                    D
Rock them dog collar chains, P. Diddy (P. Diddy)
         Dbm          Gbm
I can't let her go nowhere, she too pretty, truthfully
Dbm             Gbm   A
She gone have a bad day, she ever think about crossin' me
        Dbm
I done paid all the lawyers, but they can't talk for me
Abdim                    E               D
When it come to closing deals, I finger fuck currency
Dbm                    Gbm
Pop a half a pill and chill, all my ice is currently (all my ice is currently)
Dbm                  D
Plain jane, Richard Mille, I had to let my wrist breathe (breathe)
A            Dbm      Gbm
Almost got frostbit when I rocked my AP
Dbm                           D
Give this bitch a minute to breathe
A               Gbm       A
Looks can be deceivin', yeh
            D
Looks can deceivin'
Dbm                     Gbm
We going through life speedin'
Dbm                  D
I fucked this bad European (foreign)
A               Dbm                Gbm
She tucked her phone, I think she schemin'
Dbm                                  D
Ain't been to sleep, bitch, stop dreamin'
Dbm                                Gbm
If it ain't stress, you must be grievin'
Looks can be deceivin'

[Chorus: Young Thug]
         D                  A
You can make love in the morning
      Gbm            A
Cat Mink flow, I'm warm
        D                 A  Dbm
Got millions, just stay calm
           Gbm            A
Nigga get turned upside down
       D
I was Rich way before the Gang
                            Dbm
I was Slime way before the name
      Gbm
Kill shit like Sudan
           A
And that's all I gotta say
                   D   A  D Gbm Dbm
Ain't leading you wrong

[Outro]
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