Light Rails *ੈ‧

Rich Brian, 1999 Write The Future, & Rick Ross

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Intro
Gm7 Ab G7 Cm Gm7 Ab G7 C7 
                 


Verse
Gm7 Ab Gm7 Gm Cm Gm Ab Gm Gm7 Cm G7 Ab7 G7 
                             

C7 G7 Ab G7 C7 
         


Chorus
Gm7 Cm Gm7 
      

           Ab           Gm7 
You're now listenin' to nineteen ninetynine keep it lofi 

Cm       Gm7 Cm Gm7 Ab Gm7 Cm 
Yeah ayy               


Verse
Gm7 Ab 
   apparently they try to get him out the picture 

G7 
Pheromones are back been gone too many winters 

Cm 
Courthouses full of people pointin' fingers 

Gm7                                 AbM7 
Little did they know it's gon' take more than that to bury me 

              Gm7                                   Cm 
Killin' Bills feelin' like I'm Tarantin' we against defeat that's not our 


fantasy 

                     G7                Ab7 
Lil' hoe ayy yeah aw   ayy bottles on bottles I'm talkin' Le Labo 

               G7 
I speak to the mic and the paper gon' follow 

             C7                                                 G7 
You might've misheard me if you think I'm lettin' you fuck with the 

    Ab 
Ayy fuck with the journey if anything I'm puttin' you on a jersey 

  G7                       C7 
I fucked with a freak from Berlin she a nine outta ten but I'd prolly not 

            Gm7 
do it again  

                    Cm                          Gm7 
Yeah I hate fallin' out with a bitch ayy I hate pillowtalkin' to bitches 

    Cm 
You ridin' this dick but you don't have no interests 

                 G7                    Ab 
They movin' like ramen noodles way the heat turnin' all of 'em soft in an 


instant 

                 Gm7                     Cm 
That fame was my bitch for a sec but I'm over her now we maintainin' a 

         C7 G7 Ab G7 Cm Gm 
distance             uh 

              Ab                              Gm 
Ricky Ravioli   that's the biggest boss baby  

Cm 
Huh yes 

G7         Ab7 
Topdown my smoke thick free throws I don't miss 

G7            C7 
White tees my hat back my bitch bad I love this 

  G7                           Ab 
I run past that fuck shit that small talk some fuck shit 

G7                     C7 
Rich nigga my forecast anything else is suspect 

G7                      Ab7 
Laid back let's roll up smoke good my nose up 

G7           C7 
Roscoe's I'm iced out them niggas know my polar 

G7 
Check this out so hol' up Jada Pinkett done sold dust 


Chorus
G7                    C7 
  Double M we on one right back with the Cold Crush 

  Gm7                   Ab 
I been rich do research topdown on three perks 

Gm7                     Cm 
South Beach I moonlight niggas know what I mood like 

Gm7                                Ab 
And she know what my mood like Luc Belaire it's a smooth night 

Gm7       C7                               G7 Cm Gm7 Ab Gm7 
Dark room I'm iced out sunrise it's lights          out 

G7 Cm Cm C7 
       


Outro
G7 Gm7 Ab Gm7 Cm Gm7 Ab G7 Cm Gm7 Ab G7 Cm 
                             

Gm7 G7 Ab G7 Ab Gm7 Cm G7 Ab7 G7 C7 C7 C7 
                            


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