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Sprinter
Dave (rapper)
[Intro] Am B7 Em [Verse 1: Central Cee] Am B7 Em The mandem too inconsiderate, five-star hotel, smokin' cigarette Mixin' codeine up with the phenergan Am She got thick, but she wanna get thin again B7 Drinkin' apple cider vinegar Em Wearin' Skim 'cause she wanna be Kim and 'em Am Uh, alright, I know that you're bad, stop actin' innocent B7 We ain't got generational wealth CM7 It's only a year that I've had these millions G Am My whip could've been in the Tokyo Drift 'cause it's fast and furious B7 I went from the Toyota Yaris to Urus, they had their chance but blew it Em Now this gyal wan' me in her uterus, fuck it, I'm rich, let's do it (Fuck it) [Chorus: Dave & Central Cee] Am B7 Take a look at these diamonds wrong, it's a life of squintin', can't just stare Em With bae through thick and thin Am She already thick, so I'm halfway there (Hahaha) B7 Brown and bad, couldn't change my mind, I was halfway there Em One hundred meters, huh G Am I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter (Uh) B7 CM7 One hundred eaters, they won't fit in one SUV, nah G Am S-O-S, somebody rescue me B7 I got too many gyal, too many-many gyal, I got Em They can last me the next two weeks, uh Am Huh, alright, like send the address through, please [Verse 2: Dave & Central Cee] B7 SUV, the outside white Em The inside brown like Michael Jack' More time, man build a line and trap Am Spend like I don't even like my stack B7 Em Pistol came on a Irish ferry, let go and it sound like a tap dance (Bap) The way that I ball, no yellow The ref haffa give me a black card Am Who did what we doin' with rap? B7 CM7 Man couldn't sell out his show after all them years of doin' the cap G Sprinter, two gyal in a van Am B7 Inter, two man in Milan, heard one of my tings datin' P. Diddy Em Need twenty percent of whatever she bags Outside, my head in my hands [Verse 3: Central Cee] Am B7 Em I told her my name is Cench, she said, "No, the one on your birth certificate," uh Am Your boyfriend ran from the diamond test 'cause they weren't legitimate, nah B7 Em She Turkish-Cypriot, but her curves Brazilian, uh Am I want her, and bro wants her affiliate B7 I'm cheap, still hit a chick like, "Yo, can I borrow your Netflix?" CM7 She a feminist, she think I'm sexist G Twistin' my words, I think she dyslexic Am Give me my space, I'm intergalactic B7 Em Before I give you my Insta' password, I'll give you the pin to my AmEx, huh, alright Am B7 This ain't stainless steel, it's platinum Em Dinner table, I got manners, huh T-shirt tucked in, napkin Am B7 "Still loading," that's the caption, I've only amounted a minimal fraction Em Eat good, I got indigestion Am Bare snow in my hood, no Aspen, can't get rid of my pain with Aspirin B7 Dave just came in an Aston, I'm makin' that Maybach music (M-Maybach Music) Em They're tryna insult my intelligence, sometimes, I may act stupid Am B7 I never went uni, I been on the campus sellin' cocaine to students Em If bro let the drumstick beat, then somethin' gon' leak We ain't playin' exclusives [Chorus: Dave & Central Cee] Am B7 Take a look at these diamonds wrong, it's a life of squintin', can't just stare Em With bae through thick and thin Am She already thick, so I'm halfway there (Hahaha) B7 Brown and bad, couldn't change my mind, I was halfway there Em One hundred meters, huh G Am I just put nine gyal in a Sprinter (Uh) B7 CM7 One hundred eaters, they won't fit in one SUV, nah G Am S-O-S, somebody rescue me B7 I got too many gyal, too many-many gyal, I got Em They can last me the next two weeks, uh N.C. Am Huh, alright, like send the address through, please [Verse 4: Dave & Central Cee] N.C. B7 N.C. B7 Fire for a wife beater, can't rock with that, I ain't wearin' a vest Em Man have to send her therapy, she got the E-cup bra, a lot on her chest Am I'm in Jamaica, Oracabess' B7 Hit a lick, went cash converters Em That don't work, it's pawn, no chess I'm doin' more and talkin' less Am* CM7 I love chillin' with broke bitches, man book one flight, and they're all impressed (Alright) G I'm in the G63, the car hug me like a friend through twist and turns Am Man livin' for nyash and dyin' for nyash B7 Em It's fucked, don't know which one's worse, I'm fucked Bags in his and hers, what's hers is hers, what's mine is too Am B7 Heard that girl is a gold digger, it can't be true if she dated you Em AP baby blue, paper's pink, I'd probably hate me too Am B7 You ever spent six figures and stared at bae like, "Look what you made me do" Em Yeah, alright, started with a Q, didn't wait in line Am B7 Weird, I'm askin' my Blasian one, "Why you so focused on your Asian side?" CM7 G I know that the jack boys pray that they get to the clubs and Dave's inside [Outro] Am B7 Em ############## * = strum once ##############