Vic Mensa - Omg

      [Chorus: Pharrell]
Em
Pullin up with the coupe
(Oh my goodness)
Em
Must've done something with the roof
(Oh my goodness)
Em
You sitting looking stupid on the stoop
(Oh my goodness)
Em
I would take notes if I were you
(Oh my goodness)
Em
This was designed with the stars, the square and the cross
So we know true north
(Oh my goodness)
Em
Smilin', with 50 karats in my jaw
(Oh my goodness)
Em
Fuck the law
It's a shame nigga, rhyme
Nigga, love crime

[Verse 1: Vic Mensa]
Em
It's a shame they let us jump out of Bentleys with dirty Vans
          Em
Hit the stage for 15 minutes, get 30 bands
Em
Swiss bank counting clean money with dirty hands
          Em
With some hood niggas that's ready to bang with the Klan
         Em
Since I came in this shit, made my name a name brand
        Em
French kissing bitches in Paris, clubbing like a caveman
    Em
We threw up the pyramids, now they say we Illuminati
Em
Fox fur Cavalli, fuck Bill O'Reilly
Em
No blood diamonds, I rock gold like a king
Em
Jewelry so cold, made 'em blow the nose off the Sphinx
Em
Fuck you think? I'ma be some type of role model?
Em
I go full throttle desperado, that's the motto
B
Vic in Chicago, it's Hugh Heff at the grotto
Brazilian model, she mean mugging like Frida Kahlo
B
Drinking a horchata with an Alicia Machado
Bitch, I'm the ticket, you just hit the lotto

[Chorus: Pharrell]
Em
Pullin up with the coupe
(Oh my goodness)
Em
Must've done something with the roof
(Oh my goodness)
Em
You sitting looking stupid on the stoop
(Oh my goodness)
Em
I would take notes if I were you
(Oh my goodness)
            Em
This was designed with the stars, the square and the cross
      Em
So we know true north
(Oh my goodness)
                 Em
Smilin', with 50 karats in my jaw
(Oh my goodness)
Em
Fuck the law
        Em
It's a shame nigga, rhyme
Nigga, love crime

[Verse 2: Vic Mensa]
Em
Young Vic, the diamond's finest
I shine like Puff signed Shyne
Em
Except I signed to the Roc 'cause I'm timeless
Em
Top off the Masi, my behavior is mindless
Em
Old kids, nigga, we major, you minors
Em
Fresh out the cell to the booth, drop the Dylan Roof
Em
I'm still in the hood, tell Zimmerman "Shoot"
Em
Hold my nuts with an OJ glove, fuck the judge
Em
You rappers is false flagging, you a fashion blood
Em
What's brackin' cuz? What you know about gangbanging?
Em
What's VLONE thug? Why Bari leave your head rangin'?
Am
Free Vic Mensa Amistad chain swanging
B
This that crack music, nigga, you can blame Reagan
Em
I'm Balmaing without paying, y'all playing
Em
We higher than a bitch, my bitch Himalayan
B
Suicide Gallardo, that's the sacrificial lamb
B
I'm killa season Cam
No lives matter, blam

[Chorus: Pharrell]
Em
Pullin up with the coupe
(Oh my goodness)
Em
Must've done something with the roof
(Oh my goodness)
Em
You sitting looking stupid on the stoop
(Oh my goodness)
Em
I would take notes if I were you
(Oh my goodness)
            Em
This was designed with the stars, the square and the cross
      Em
So we know true north
(Oh my goodness)
                 Em
Smilin', with 50 karats in my jaw
(Oh my goodness)
Em
Fuck the law
        Em
It's a shame nigga, rhyme
Nigga, love crime

[Verse 3: Pusha T]
Em
Every other night, I’m outside with the nine
Em
You ain’t got chips, fuck the world
        Em
You got chips, you could fuck the next man’s girl
Em
Sounds harsh but they been ripped apart my world
Em
The weight kiss told us should never be misquoted (no)
Em
Them guns that you wave on the camera? We been toting (yeah)
Em
Selling love potion my whole rap career
Em
So your streams and downloads could never match the kid's
B
We could go foreign for foreign until it’s boring
My sheep will keep jumping the fence until you’re snoring
B
Street poetry, I'm on Wale Folarin
'Til the world is mine like Illmatic and Lauryn
Em
Written on the globe
Face to a table full of blow
Fresh powder skiing in the snow
Em
Type of rappers we know
Got the right numbers on a kilo
Burn the carter down like I’m Nino

[Chorus: Pharrell]
Em
Pullin up with the coupe
(Oh my goodness)
Em
Must've done something with the roof
(Oh my goodness)
Em
You sitting looking stupid on the stoop
(Oh my goodness)
Em
I would take notes if I were you
(Oh my goodness)
            Em
This was designed with the stars, the square and the cross
      Em
So we know true north
(Oh my goodness)
                 Em
Smilin', with 50 karats in my jaw
(Oh my goodness)
Em
Fuck the law
        Em
It's a shame nigga, rhyme
Nigga, love crime