[Intro]
Em G C Am
(x2)

[Chorus]
Em G
Nigga, I was down bad, now I’m on a jet for real
C Am
Got all this ice on me, baby, told my Patek to chill
Em G
Sippin’ on this codeine, my baddest bitch is on X pill
C Am
I want a couple million without a record deal
Em G
Got 25 thousand on me, when I’ve been ridin’ in a Phantom
C Am
Got all designer on me, bitch, I’m so fly it don’t matter
Em G
I wanted to feel the V12 when I was ridin’ in Atlanta
C Am
Been sippin’ good shit all day, I’m damn near high as my Phantom

[Verse]
Em G
I got three bitches with me, they want the baguettes on their neck
C Am
Bitch, I was made inside the projects, I got Crip on my set
Em G
Nigga, I was really on the floor, then I woke up in a jet
C Am
Ain’t never had to dodge no nigga, I just might cop Demon
Em G
I’m shoppin’ at Neiman’s, ballin’ every season
C Am
Feelin’ like I’m dreamin’, shinin’ every weekend
Em G
All they know is that I was broke, then I got a brand new coupe
C Am
Louis V’s on my shoes, fuckin’ all my bitches by the twos
Em G
First time in V12, she was hangin’ out the roof
C Am
My VVs ice cream, I didn’t even have to scoop
Em G
Got the whole universe in my ceilin’, I’ma set the mood
C Am
I seen his main bitch lookin’ at my neck, ooh

[Chorus]
Em G
Nigga, I was down bad, now I’m on a jet for real
C Am
Got all this ice on me, baby, told my Patek to chill
Em G
Sippin’ on this codeine, my baddest bitch is on X pill
C Am
I want a couple million without a record deal
Em G
Got 25 thousand on me, when I’ve been ridin’ in a Phantom
C Am
Got all designer on me, bitch, I’m so fly it don’t matter
Em G
I wanted to feel the V12 when I was ridin’ in Atlanta
C Am
Been sippin’ good shit all day, I’m damn near high as my Phantom

[Verse]
Em G
She just popped an X pill, wanna see how the ‘Vette feel
C Am
Fiji on my Rollie make her wanna have some sex for real
Em G
Tennis chain, my neck on chill, I ain’t have to go get no deal
C Am
Last month I spent a hundred thousand on the closet
Em G
I bought the penthouse just to handle ménages
C Am
Got the new crib, my nigga fresh out, he kept it solid
Em G
20 bands on me, can’t even fit inside the wallet
C Am
Bitch, I’m ballin’, 13 on me like I was Harden, yeah
Em G
Niggas know Ricchy, I’m lit, might take my ride through the 6
C Am
I’ve been mixin’ my designers, nigga, I’m fly as a bitch
Em G
I just talk about my lifestyle, I don’t write this shit
C Am
Ever since that jail cell opened up, I let these diamonds hit (yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
Em G
Nigga, I was down bad, now I’m on a jet for real
C Am
Got all this ice on me, baby, told my Patek to chill
Em G
Sippin’ on this codeine, my baddest bitch is on X pill
C Am
I want a couple million without a record deal
Em G
Got 25 thousand on me, when I’ve been ridin’ in a Phantom
C Am
Got all designer on me, bitch, I’m so fly it don’t matter
Em G
I wanted to feel the V12 when I was ridin’ in Atlanta
C Am
Been sippin’ good shit all day, I’m damn near high as my Phantom (yeah, yeah)