Chords with lyrics
🎸 Intro:
N.C.
Right
N.C.
Ayy, what my homie
Mike P, say?
🎸 Chorus:
EbmEbm BB DbDb
Roll the windows up when I get in the car and I'mma light one up
EbmEbm BB
Hit the gas station, go and buy a cigar
DbDb
And we can smoke this blunt
EbmEbm BB
Speedin' on the Sunset Strip in the nighttime
DbDb
Yeah, tryna get fucked up (Aye, all my smokers, ayy, light something up)
EbmEbm BB DbDb
Roll the windows up (Roll it up right now when I) when I smoke and drive
🎸 Verse 1:
EbmEbm
Uh
I'm to the grave with this
BB DbDb
I learned how to roll a joint before I shaved and shit (Shit, yeah)
EbmEbm
In seventh grade and shit
BB DbDb
I was smoking OG kush and lemon haze and shit
EbmEbm
Bad as fuck
I had it tucked inside my backpack in the front
BB
My dad had found it in a month
DbDb
He kicked me out, he had enough so I got up
EbmEbm
I'm in the kitchen, baking pizza with a crust
BB DbDb
For a paycheck I can go and spend on hella drugs, yeah
EbmEbm
Spaceships see me when I'm up, yeah
BB DbDb
I been a martian with no Elon Musk, yeah
EbmEbm
I'm in a party with the screw-ups and the sluts, yeah
BB DbDb
I'm rolling papers bigger than elephant tusks, yeah (Yeah)
EbmEbm
I'm in quarantine, but the weed man pulls up here
BB
I got a hundred packs of backwoods
DbDb
I can spend the next four months here
EbmEbm
I spent 10K cash
I might cough up both lungs here
BB DbDb
Filled up on gas and got high, but no stunts here
EbmEbm
Mask on when I'm outside, drive fast, don't waste time
BB DbDb
Ass on my face time, strap on my waistline
EbmEbm
Gucci
Fendi
Prada belt, hold it up, no Kreayshawn
BB N.C.
Give a fuck about these cops, put my hood on like Trayvon
EbmEbm
All that I know is a W over my clan
I feel like Raekwon
BB DbDb
Only time I get an L is when I be throwin' one up for the gang sign
EbmEbm
I been a king with the bars but now I can play the guitar and the bassline
BB DbDb
I heard them saying they doing it first
I'm doing this shit for the eighth time
EbmEbm
I used to want a pool, now I'm waking up and I got one in the backyard
BB DbDb
I break a lotta rules, so you know I be drivin' the whip like a NASCAR
EbmEbm
Never went Hollywood, got a house in the hills
I still smack y'all
BB DbDb
Never say no to the blunt
I smoke it 'til it's all the way down to the ash, y'all
🎸 Verse 2:
EbmEbm
I just lit a spliff blew it in a cop's face
BB DbDb
I just hit a switch so they couldn't see the plates
EbmEbm
Pull up to the crib, drove past four gates (Yeah)
BB DbDb
Gave her half my dick, that was all that she could take, ay
EbmEbm
Used both hands like she tryna say grace (Ay)
BB DbDb
Said amen, then I blessed her face (Amen)
EbmEbm
I don't order by the bag
I order by the crate
BB DbDb
I'mma smoke until the suns blocked
I don't use drapes
EbmEbm
I was really on Cleveland selling raps on tapes
BB DbDb
I had a couple of people with me that I watch turn fake (Yeah)
EbmEbm
I still keep gorillas with me
I ain't talking 'bout Bape
BB DbDb
I'm a wizard with the potions
I ain't talking 'bout Snape, ay
EbmEbm
I put a bag in my carryon luggage I walk through the airport I'm holding the shit
DbDb
Somebody else put their coke in their ass and they walking through like they holdin' their shit
EbmEbm
My boy just snuck through the metal detector and he got a pole like he ready to fish
Eb MajorEb N.C.
Whenever I get a Grammy
I'm poppin' the top and I'm pouring a four in the whip
BB
Holy shit
I'm so high
I just high fived this holiness, damn
DbDb
Every shot I take
I make, it's like I'm Kobe's wrist (Whoo!)
EbmEbm
This how I feel after a decade of me makin' hits
BB DbDb
So if my name ain't on that bitch, you shouldn't make a list
🎸 Bridge:
EbmEbm
Roll the windows up when I get inside the car (I mean)
BB DbDb
Roll the windows down when I open up the jar (See)
EbmEbm
I'mma call the mayor, if they tryna press a charge
BB DbDb
I'mma mob boss
I be pullin' strings like my guitar, yeah (Yeah)
🎸 Chorus:
EbmEbm BB DbDb
Roll the windows up when I get in the car and I'mma light one up
EbmEbm BB
Hit the gas station, go and buy a cigar
DbDb
And we can smoke this blunt
EbmEbm
Speedin' on the Sunset Strip in the nighttime
BB DbDb
Yeah, tryna get fucked up, (Get fucked up, ayy) ayy
EbmEbm BB DbDb
Roll the windows up (Roll it up right now when I) when I smoke and drive