Rich Brian - Crisis

^GmYeah, w^Abake up about, uh, 6 Think 'bout money, then 'bout this ^DmI got nothin' on my wrist but I'll still gladly take your b^Gmitch (ayy, ayy, ayy) ^GmWho produced that beat? (yeah, ayy, yuh) ^FYessiree I did, ayy

^DmGot that ass on me ^AbSound like I'm from New York City Airbnb, gon' fu^Ebck in it ^AbShe know that I do the music (musAbic) ^EbAlways cook at home, I'm t^Cmryna to save up Tryna do my friends some ^Ebfavors Gave her h^Abead, she facin' back^Cmwards (backwards, ayy)

^Gm27 s^Fhows, I go through cities every now and then ^GmI watch the crowd, they j^Dmumpin', watchin' ^Gmme (watchin' me) Cut, c^Fut to days ago I'm just a kid not old enough to smoke a c^Gmig They wonder, "What's the re^Abcipe?" (^FmAyy, recipe) ^CmThey want me to call home, I can hear the dr^Ebum roll But understand I'm o^Abut here for a r^Ebeason Li-^Cmlivin' in my own home, fa^Abther miss me ^EbI know But also he know th^Cmat I'm on a mission (mi^Gmssion)

I got d^Bbiamonds on my f^Fist and shit Diamonds on my wrist and shit So ic^Fy, bitch, I'm colder than a fre^Gmezer (bling-blaow) My main bitch bitchin' (21), s^Fide bitch trippin' Bitch I love ya'll both but none of y'all ain^Cm't no keepers I'll leave ya, Rolls Royce look like Jeepers Creepers (21) Made a million dollars with Ad^Ebidas (21) Can't have a ^Abticket, nigga, off my beeper (21) Take this shit to t^Ebrial, nigga, I'm gon' beat it Spilt my le^Aban, it got me heated Say it one time, I don't repeat it Baby, get ^Ebdown on your kn^Cmees and eat it, (wow) eat it, eat it ^GmWalking o^Dmut of Louis ^BbV with the big box ^FYeah I pulled at Saint Laurent,^Gm I made a pit stop ^GmYoung Savage walk around with the big Glock (21) ^GmWith that .30 hangin' out, nigga that's hip-hop (facts) ^FCar ^Bbtoo fast, ^Cm12 can't stop me (skrrt) Bitch ^Ebtoo bad, hoes can't f^Abuck me (21) ^EbYou was running from the s^Cmmoke, nigga, not me (on God) ^EbRich Chigga, ^Ab21 Savage, now it's ^CmO.D. (21)

^GmYeah, wake up about, uh, 6 ^BbThink 'bout money, then 'bout this I got nothin' on my wrist but I'll still gladly take your bit^Gmch (ayy, ayy, ayy) Who produced that beat? (yeah, ayy, yuh) ^FYessiree I did, ayy

^CmShe act like a bird I wear shit made out of fur ^AbYour man say he getting money ^EbClaim that he's entr^Cmepreneur ^EbFast car like Fast & Furious ^CmShe throw it back, Delorean ^BbI'm sittin' in so^Ebmebody's B^AbMW rec^Cmordin' this ^GmNot my whip, not my whip ^BbRather walk or take a Lyft ^GmOn a trip, I hit the strip That made me sad and then I dip ^GmAyy, Brian learnin' how to live it (damn) People 'round him go in circles Head is spinnin' with no fidget (recipe) ^AbUsed to play the drums though Never liked it, no, no ^EbLil' Brian didn't s^Abee the bigger pict^Ebure ^CmRap-rap on my own beats so ^EbOne hundred percent goes Straight to my li'l p^Dbockets and I k^Gmeep it

^GmYeah, wake up a^Abbout, uh, 6 Think 'bout money, then 'bout this ^BbI got nothin' on my wrist but I'll still gladly take your bi^Gmtch (ayy, ayy, ayy) ^BbWho produced that beat? (yeah, ayy, yuh) ^GmYessiree I d^Fid, a^Bbyy

^EbGot that ass on me Sound like I'm from New York City Airbnb, gon' fuck in it She know that I do the music (music) ^EbAlways cook at home, I'm tryna to save up Tryna do my friends some favors Gave her head, she facin' ^Cmbackwards (bac^Gmkwards, ay^Fy)