Land Of The Freaks by 2 Chainz
Key: DD | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Intro
|D |C#m Bm|D |C#m Bm
|D |C#m Bm
|D
Dat Boy Cassius
|C#m    Bm
      Nonstop
Chorus x2
D
I hop on the beat
C#m          Bm
Her body on fleek
D
My pockets obese
C#m             Bm
My partner gon' eat
D
My partner a G
C#m                   Bm
We straight out the street
D
Home of the Braves
C#m           Bm
Land of the freaks
Verse 1
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Got so many cars, I'm like, "What I need to be here for?" (Yeah)
D                            C#m            Bm
Got so much money, I'm like, "What I'm gon' pretend for?" (Yeah)
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Hundred dollar bills with no motherfuckin' billfold (No)
D                              C#m           Bm
And you know I'm kickin' shit like a fuckin' field goal (No)
D
Yeah, gold, all on my pinky (Damn)
C#m          Bm
Yeah, gold, all on my wrist
D
Yeah, gold, all on my grill
C#m         Bm
Yeah, gold, all on my chest
D                            C#m         Bm
Yeah, I'm a misfit, dipshit, fishsticks, six whips
      D                    C#m          Bm
Times two, I'm cold, swine flu, must I remind you?
       D                                        C#m
Bitch, tell her nigga, my bitch, she came with stilettos
        Bm                      D
Nigga, my crew, we came with Barrettas
                             Dn
Nigga, my car, it came with umbrellas
       Cm       N.C.
Nigga, put that shit on acapella, head to toe in Donatella
Nigga know my old school, a motherfuckin' Panamera (God damn!)
D                         C#m         Bm
Mind on me (No), so don't worry 'bout mine
D
I smoke and get vibes
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Look at my eye (Yeah), I can't decide how to describe
      D                                C#m
Your nigga lookin' broke, I hope that shit a disguise (Yeah)
Chorus x2
D
I hop on the beat
C#m          Bm
Her body on fleek
D
My pockets obese
C#m             Bm
My partner gon' eat
D
My partner a G
C#m                   Bm
We straight out the street
D
Home of the Braves
C#m           Bm
Land of the freaks
Verse 2
D                  C#m                  Bm
Freak on my Zodiac, you must be heavy on Cognac
D                                                 C#m                        Bm
I gave you a hundred, you told me a seventy five, lil' bitch, I want me a quarterback
D                         C#m                    Bm
I am indulgin' in oysters, I bought my shawty a cluster
D                                          C#m                   Bm
I come and ride for a busta, car came with everything except a butler, yeah
D
She pidgeon-toed in them Christians
C#m                                   Bm
Don't fuck with Goofy niggas, that's Disney
D
Always on my grizzly, table in the back, picnic (Yeah)
C#m                       Bm
Alka-Seltzer Cold, your career started fizzin'
          D                      C#m       Bm
You gon' need 4 pair Cartier's to see my vision
       D            C#m
Ok, deliverin' a dealership
   D                C#m
Go so much, need a membership
       D                C#m
My car knock-kneed like Kenny Smith
           D              C#m
And I'm signin' off, no penmanship, yeah
Chorus x2
D
I hop on the beat
C#m          Bm
Her body on fleek
D
My pockets obese
C#m             Bm
My partner gon' eat
D
My partner a G
C#m                   Bm
We straight out the street
D
Home of the Braves
C#m           Bm
Land of the freaks