White Ferrari Ukulele chords by Frank Ocean

Tuning: G C E A (G C E A)

C            Em7             Fsus2
Bad luck to talk on these rides
C
Mine on the road
Em7               Fsus2
   Your dilated eyes watch the clouds float
              C
White Ferrari
Em7
    Had a good time
Fsus2
(Sweet sixteen, how was I supposed to know, how you know anything?)
C           Em7            Fsus2
I let you out at Central
C            Em7                 Fsus2
I didn't care to state the plain

Kept my mouth closed
             C        Em7         Fsus2
We're both so familiar
              C
White Ferrari
Em7
   Stick by me (good times)
Fsus2
   Close by me
                     C
You were fine here, you (were fine here)
                 Em7
That's just a slow body
   Fsus2
You left when I forgot to speak
       C
So I text the speech, lesser speeds
Em7
Texas speed, yes
Fsus2
Basic takes its toll on me
                            C
'Ventually, 'ventually, yes
          Em7                      Fsus2
Ah, on me 'ventually, 'ventually, yes

(Verse 2)

   C              G            F    A
I care for you still and I will forever
F
(mmmm)
C               G            F    D
That was my part of the deal, honest
         F    C    G
We got so familiar
F                                 C
Spending each day of the year,
G              F        D
White Ferrari
           F            C
Good times
G              F
In this life (life)
          D7        F        E    G
In this life (life)
F
One too many years
           E                 G           F
Some tattooed eyelids on a facelift
          C                    G
(thought you might want to know now)
F                        E      G
Mind over matter is magic
         F       E
I do magic
G              F                                   G
If you think about it, it'll be over in no time
              F            E   G
And that's life
F              Am
(ooooooooo oh mmmmm) (tone)

C G F x4

(Outro)

C G

F                         C        G
I'm sure we're taller in another dimension
F                       C              G
You say we're small and not worth the mention
F                         C          G
You're tired of movin', your body's achin'
F                        C        G
We could vacay, there's places to go
F                            C             G
Clearly this isn't (no way) all that there is
       F
Can't take what's been given
     C        G          F
But we're so okay here, we're doing fine
C           G
Primal and naked
F                        C           G
You dream of walls that hold us in prison
F                         C                 G
It's just a skull, least that's what they call it
      C
And we're free to roam