Strawberry Huracan

G D G I wanna wake up warm, somewhere in the summer, D Feeling like money, doin' everything I wanna, A G Then I take one to the face, get a little dizzy, D Lambo's gonna race, runnin' red lights in the city, A G I earned all of this shit, can't nobody tell me different, D One-fifty on the freeway, finally got it out my system, G If I lose my brakes then right here I won't be sitting, D Swear this shit is scripted, but it's just how we're living, G Yeah, it's just how we're living, D In L.A, it's a movie, wow, G P.CH, bitch, I'm cruising, cruising, D Strawberry paint like a smoothie, wow, N.C. Burning out, G Drop the top and let the breeze in, do it for no reason, D Huracan in Corsa and the horses got me speeding, G Do it 'cause I need this, yeah, I need this, D City of angels, I'm seeing demons, G Don't care what your plans are, we're going right now, D The whip goes bananas and I'm peelin' out, G Twenty minutes to Nobu, only took about five, D Rollie with the diamonds, I can't even see the time, G I wanna wake up warm, somewhere in the summer, D Feeling like money, doin' everything I wanna, A G Then I take one to the face, get a little dizzy, D Lambo's gonna race, runnin' red lights in the city, N.C. G I earned all of this shit, can't nobody tell me different, D One-fifty on the freeway, finally got it out my system, G If I lose my brakes then right here I won't be sitting, D Swear this shit is scripted, but it's just how we're living, G Yeah, it's just how we're living, N.C. Three, two-seaters in the driveway, at my place, D Flip a coin and pick and let's boat on the highway, G Don't care about the time or the distance, D Promise you don't wanna miss this, G Don't care what your plans are, we're going right now, D The whip goes bananas and I'm peelin' out, A G Twenty minutes to Nobu, only took about five, D Rollie with the diamonds, I can't even see the time, N.C. G I wanna wake up warm, somewhere in the summer, D Feeling like money, doin' everything I wanna, A G Then I take one to the face, get a little dizzy, D Lambo's gonna race, runnin' red lights in the city, G I earned all of this shit, can't nobody tell me different, D One-fifty on the freeway, finally got it out my system, Gmaj7 If I lose my brakes then right here I won't be sitting, G D Swear this shit is scripted, but it's just how we're living, Gmaj7 Yeah, it's just how we're living, Gmaj7 Ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh, oh, G D Ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh, oh, Gmaj7 Ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh, oh, G D Ooh-woah, ooh-woah, oh, oh,