Lo Mein Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Em]Yeah, chopstick came
with a large lo mein
Extra clip in it, nigga,
I ain't got no aim
Balmain pocket filled
with fresh romaine
And I stay with the cash like a XO chain
Fifty- five hundred, nigga,
that's your range
When I go to the club, make it storm,
hurricane (yeah)

[Verse 2]
Nigga pull up, think he G.I. Joe [Em]Man,
7.62, turn him G.I. Jane
Said Rick Owen boot, they be knee- high,
mane
Now when I look down you know
I [D]can't see my [G]ankle
Man she [C]asked for some racks
gave her three times ten
Put her right in the condo,
put her in the Benz
And I [D]did all of that,
don't wanna [Em]see her again
And honestly on to better things,

[Verse 3]
that's her friend
[Em]These niggas groupies, they peons, mane
King of my city like Leon, mane
'Head of these niggas by eons, mane
She let me touch [D]for [Em]the f[G]reon,mane
So you [C]know that's a must like Elon,

[Verse 4]
mane
[C]They was hatin', I was spendin',
you was savin'
Man, I'm [D]countin' up green like a pea pod,
mane
I was holdin' down my team like
my name was Peyton
Had to [Em]make sure my brother good,
Eli Manning
Cartier's got diamonds all in the middle
Like a nigga pulled up with three eyes,
mane
Just know them shits, they all G.I., [G]mane

[Verse 5]
Every[C]body got Rollies, that's
two time frames
I said my side girl tryna be my main
And [D]I said my main girl
keep stalkin' my side
I told her, "Shut up and
[Em]go for a ride" (skrrt)
In this Rolls- Royce truck
Girl, yeah, you can be on
the bus (woo)

[Verse 6]
You can get what you [Em]want
Out the mall, no need to hold
me [G]up [C](woo)
Rickity- racks that's all in my Louis V jeans,
double stuffed (rickity- racks, yea)
I'm turnt to the [Em]max
These lil' itty- bitty nig[C]gas
know it's [D]up

[Verse 7]
[Em]Chopstick came with a large lo mein
Extra clip in it, nigga, I ain't got no aim
I said, Balmain pocket filled with
fresh romaine
And I stay with the cash like a XO[G]chain
Fifty- [C]five hundred,
nigga, that's your range
When I came to the club,
make it storm, hurricane
Nig[D]ga pull up, think he G.I. Joe
[C]Man, [Em]7.62, turn him G.I.[D] Jane
[Em]I said it's

[Verse 8]
up, up,
[C]up, uppity (yeah)
Moonwalkin' all on the
[Em]money (yeah)
When I moonwalk, my diamonds
still sunny
When I moonwalk, I don't
[G]need [C]no twenties
When it come to the drip, not in front
of me (woah)
Wearin' Balenciaga on my jack[D]et,
my shirt
And my pants, and my socks,

[Verse 9]
and my undies (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Em]Woah, I'm too litty
Yeah, bitch look like Chinese
kitty (yeah)
1942 in my section, no Remy (let's go)
Took JT, out [C]the city
I can make a ho get way too sticky
Yeah, way, way, way too sticky (woah)
[D]Hold up, don't you got a
whole situation? (damn)
Livin' my life, [Em]too risky

[Verse 10]
How you [Em]doin', Uzi? I'm doin' great
I pulled up in the foreign,
let's race (skrrt)
Yes, I stay with some money
on me (money)
Only thing in my [C]pocket,
big [G]face (what?)
It's amaz[C]ing to me how my baby pull
up with a fat ass and skinny waist
It's amaz[D]ing to me how I spend all this money and I ain't
even go in my safe (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 11]
It's amaz[Em]ing to me how these niggas don't know me
but still find a way just to hate (yeah, yeah)
It's amazing to me how back then she didn't
want me but now she wanna go on a date
[G]It's amazing[C] to me how she
ask for them racks
Told that girl get the fuck
out my face
It's amaz[D]ing to me how I'm eatin' so much
and I still didn't [C]gain no [Em]weight (woah)

[Verse 12]
Chopstick came with a large lo mein [Em]Extra
clip in it, nigga, I ain't got no aim
I said, Balmain pocket filled
with fresh romaine
And I stay with the cash like a XO[G]chain
Fifty- [C]five hundred,
nigga, that's your range
When I came to the club, make it storm,
hurricane [D](yeah)
Nigga pull up, think he G.I. Joe
[C]Man, 7.62, turn him [Em]G.I. Jane

[Verse 13]
I said it's up, up, up,
[C]uppity (yeah)
Moonwalkin' all [Em]on the money
(yeah)
When I moonwalk, my diamonds
still sunny
When I moonwalk, I don't
[G]need no [C]twenties
When it come to the drip,
not in front of me
Wearin' Balenciaga on my [D]jacket,
my shirt
And my pants, and my socks,

[Interlude 1]
and my undies (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Em][C]
[Em][C]
[D][C]

[Verse 14]
What the f- , that shit smoking, what the-