Intro: Kodak Black]
DmDm
Murda on tha beat, that's not nice
Chorus: Quavo]
Dm
Real nigga, I
Am/E
Get high, touch the sky
Dm
Right hand in the air
Am/E
Left hand in the pot
Dm
Real nigga, I
Am/E
We see eye to eye
Dm
Real nigga, I
Am/E
We see eye to eye
Dm
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
[Post-Chorus: Travis Scott]
DmAm/E
I see green in your eyes, it don't lie (it's lit)
DmAm/E
Blew dollar bills in them hills to the sky (cash)
Dm
We with the flow and dash
Am/EDm
And all of my hoes, they goin' cash
Over that, 'bout they mad
Am/EDm
I know the problem, yeah, yeah
Verse 1: Travis Scott]
Am/E
Eye to eye (yeah)
Dm
Choose to Dubai (yeah, yeah)
Am/EDm
I could see that they jealous, don't know why (ahh)
Am/EDm
Is it 'cause we lit at 4 AM at the spot?
DmAm/EDm
Put that on your tongue, wait for the swag to unlock (yeah)
Am/EDm
If you searching, coming for us (alright), over the border (it's lit)
Am/EDm
We import 'em (yeah), just don't record us (straight up)
Am/EDm
Poppin' at the crib then live it, run it like the foreign
Am/EDm
Roll the dice at night, I take the chance in the morning
Interlude: Quavo]
Am/E
Nah mean?
DmAm/E
We ain't really with that camera shit
Nah
Verse 2: Quavo]
Dm
We fuck up for real, for real, for real
Am/E
We fuck up the check for real (checks)
DmAm/E
We havin' a lean inside, it's the percs, she havin' the X pill (lean)
Dm
We know how to flex for real
Am/E
We hop on a jet, the time we kill (pew)
Dm
These niggas be ridin' and chasin' money
Am/E
Wrong, signing deals (ye)
Dm
I got Patek Philippe (ye)
Am/E
And I bought a skeleton (ice, ye)
Dm
I'm a deadly weapon (ye)
Am/E
I'm about to go off in a second (vroom)
Dm
Moving bricks and medicine (bricks)
Am/E
She like to fly, pelican (brr)
Dm
Touch the sky, heavenly (sky)
Am/E
Designer belt from the Netherlands (yeah, yeah)
Chorus: Quavo]
Dm
Real nigga, I
Am/E
Get high, touch the sky
Dm
Right hand in the air
Am/E
Left hand in the pot
Dm
Real nigga, I
Am/E
We see eye to eye
Dm
Real nigga, I
Am/E
We see eye to eye
Dm
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
[Post-Chorus: Travis Scott]
DmAm/E
I see green in your eyes, it don't lie (it's lit)
DmAm/E
Blew dollar bills in them hills to the sky (cash)
Dm
We with the flow and dash
Am/EDm
And all of my hoes, they goin' cash
Over that, 'bout they mad
Am/EDm
I know the problem, yeah, yeah
Verse 3: Takeoff]
DmAm/E
Real nigga, I (I), pop a perc' and fly (brr)
DmAm/E
Crack that ceiling, take a whiff and I come back alive (live)
DmAm/E
Niggas commit suicide when they don't got mob ties
DmAm/E
Flip it like it's Five Guys, I'm 2Pac, get all eyes (all)
Dm
Look at the bitch, she a dime
So many watches, a nigga can't run out of time
Dm
They get out of line
They gang in your yard but they strapped like
Am/E
the Uber driver with the sign (brrt)
Dm
I've been known to tell the truth for my rapper
Am/E
These other rapper tell lies (lies)
Dm
Real niggas keep the trap alive
Am/E
Ain't no fabrication on the vine (let's count)
Chorus: Quavo]
Dm
Real nigga, I
Am/E
Get high, touch the sky
Dm
Right hand in the air
Am/E
Left hand in the pot
Dm
Real nigga, I
Am/E
We see eye to eye
Dm
Real nigga, I
Am/E
We see eye to eye
Dm
Yeah, yeah (yeah)
[Post-Chorus: Travis Scott]
DmAm/E
I see green in your eyes, it don't lie (it's lit)
DmAm/E
Blew dollar bills in them hills to the sky (cash)
Dm
We with the flow and dash
Am/EDm
And all of my hoes, they goin' cash
Over that, 'bout they mad
Am/EDm
I know the problem, yeah, yeah
Outro: Travis Scott]
EbCmDm
Skrrt, skrrt
EbCm
Skrrt, skrrt
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.