Verse 1:
          Dm
I don't really want to drive
       Am
But I think I'd rather die
     Dm          Am
In Oakland, in Oakland
         Dm
With my hands on two and ten
      Am
So I guess it all depends
     Dm          Am
On Oakland, on Oakland
         Dm
And I'm nervous, truth be told
        Am
I never saw me growing old
    Dm           Am
In Oakland, in Oakland
           Dm
And if I married you tonight
           Am
It would probably start a riot
     Dm          Am
In Oakland, in Oakland

Chorus:
     Dm
Foot on the gas
          Am
I'm just tryna pass
        Dm
All the red lights
         Am
And the stop signs
     Dm
I'm ready to go