Nikes

	  		 



Intro: Eb  Gm  Cm  Cm7  x2 


verse 1 

                   Eb      Gm 
These bitches want Nikes 
                   Cm 
They looking for a check  
                 Cm7 
Tell em it ain't likely 
                Eb               Gm 
Said she need a ring like Carmelo 
                Cm               Cm7 
Must be on that white like Othello  
                Eb 
All you want is Nikes 
        Gm 
But the real ones  
     Cm 
Just like you  
     Cm7 
Just like me 
 Eb                        Gm 
I don't play, I don't make time 
           Cm                        Cm7 
But if you need dick I got you and I yam from the line 
            Eb 
Pour up for A$AP 
    Gm 
RIP Pimp C 
    Cm                            Cm7 
RIP Trayvon, that nigga look just like me 
Eb      Gm 
  Woo, fuckin' buzzin', woo! 
Cm                                       Cm7     
  That my little cousin, he got a little trade 
                  Eb 
His girl keep the scales, a little mermaid 
              Gm 
We out by the pool, some little mermaids 
            Cm 
Me and them gel, like twigs with them bangs 
Cm7 
Now that's a real mermaid 
                      Eb 
You been holding your breath 
        Gm 
Weighted down 
     Cm              Cm7 
Punk madre, punk papa 
         Eb 
He don't care for me 
        Gm 
But who cares for me 
           Cm         Cm7 
And that's good enough 
         Eb 
We don't talk much or nothin' 
            Gm 
But when we talkin' about something 
        Cm        Cm7 
We have good discussion 
          Eb                                    Gm 
I met his friends last week, feels like they're up to something 
        Cm        Cm7 
That's good for us 





verse 2 

                   Eb           Gm 
We'll let you guys prophesy 
                   Cm 
We'll let you guys prophesy 
                                Cm7 
We gon' see the future first 
                   Eb 
We'll let you guys prophesy 

We gon' see the future first 
              Gm 
Living so the last night feels like a past life 
                           Cm 
Speaking of the, don't know what got into people 

Devil be possessin homies, Demons try to body jump 
Cm7 
Why you think I'm in this bitch wearing a fucking Yarmulke? 
                    Eb 
Acid on me like the rain 

Weed crumbles in the glitter 
Gm 
Rain, glitter 
                    Cm 
We laid out on this wet floor 

Away turf, no Astro 
                   Cm7 
Mesmerized how the strobes glow 

Look at all the people feet dance 
                        Eb 
I know that your nigga came with you 
        Gm 
But he ain't with you 
                        Cm 
We only human and it's humid in these Balmains 

I mean my balls sticking in my jeans 
             Cm7 
We breathin pheremones, Amber Rose 

Sippin' pink-gold lemonades, feelin' 
Eb                      Gm 
   I may be younger but I'll look after you 
Cm                        Cm7 
   We're not in love, but I'll make love to you 
Eb                       Gm 
   When you're not here I'll save some for you 
Cm                 Cm7 
   I'm not him but I'll mean something to you 
     Eb             Gm 
I'll mean something to you 
     Cm             Cm7 
I'll mean something to you 
Eb                          Gm 
   You got a roommate he'll hear what we do 
Cm                             Cm7 
   It's only awkward if you're fucking him too