This album was produced by Keanu Beats, Fabio Aguillarr , Tay Keith. The chords are in the original key of the song. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option below. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar or piano.
Producer(s): Keanu Beats, Fabio Aguillarr , Tay Keith,
Writer(s): Keanu Beats, Fabio Aguillarr, Moneybagg Yo ,
Original Key: G Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 68 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Gm Uh-oh, the game in trouble Gm Started off small, now they payin' me double Gm Yeah, you can drip check, baby, like Mustard, yeah Gm Uh-oh, you better not trust 'em Gm Rotate 'em, all these hoes on shuffle Gm Money team, got a whole M in a duffle Gm Bitch got the nerve to say she don't like rubbers Gm She don't know that I know she be fuckin' my brother Gm Bitch, I ain't goin' out like no sucker, yeah Gm West Coast, smokin' on Gushers, yeah Gm Cartier watch, shit busted, yeah Gm I done ran up a whole lot, yeah Gm I don't want the twat, just top, yeah Gm Goin' up a whole 'nother notch, yeah Gm Can't be stuck in one slot, yeah [VERSE] Gm Levels, Rolls-Royce truck in the ghetto Gm F's on the wheel wave hello, yeah Gm Bitch probably mad I ain't dello Gm La-la-la, I am not Carmelo Gm Word to the opps, they gon' drop, better lay low Gm Haha, nah, I'm just playin', they can come out Gm Runnin' up the money, I ain't never tryna run out, yeah Gm Police get behind me, I'ma burn out (Smash) Gm How you get it 'fore it even come out? (Cash) Gm How you make a milli' in a drought? (Bag) Gm Traphouse geeked up fast Gm My mama don't like it, she ain't got no swag Gm I don't stay with my mama, I been in my bag Gm Yeah, I got it, nigga, fuck what I had, yeah Gm Y'all niggas need to give me my swag back Gm Go against me, get hashtagged Gm Ain't standin' that, nigga, I'm past that Gm How your jacket Dior and your pants match? Gm Road runnin', bringin' these bands back Gm You can take it how you want it, I'm sayin' facts Gm They done crunked me up, I was layin' back Gm I'm the wave, nigga, give me my sand back Gm Hopped out on 'em with a chopstick Gm They done killed that boy with a hand strap Gm You straight, I ain't givin' your mans dap www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Gm Uh-oh, the game in trouble Gm Started off small, now they payin' me double Gm Yeah, you can drip check, baby, like Mustard, yeah Gm Uh-oh, you better not trust 'em Gm Rotate 'em, all these hoes on shuffle Gm Money team, got a whole M in a duffle Gm Bitch got the nerve to say she don't like rubbers Gm She don't know that I know she be fuckin' my brother Gm Bitch, I ain't goin' out like no sucker, yeah Gm West Coast, smokin' on Gushers, yeah Gm Cartier watch, shit busted, yeah Gm I done ran up a whole lot, yeah Gm I don't want the twat, just top, yeah Gm Goin' up a whole 'nother notch, yeah Gm Can't be stuck in one slot, yeah [VERSE] Gm I'm goin' up a whole 'nother notch Gm Lil' bruh just put a nigga on Fox, damn Gm A rock fell out of my watch Gm I ain't get mad, I just switched out clocks (Hahaha) Gm Treat a bad bitch like a thot (What you do?) Gm Burn her head pullin' off the lot Gm Water on water, rockin' ice on the yacht Gm Bought a traphouse and it came with a pot (Ugh, ugh) Gm The game in trouble like some badass childrens Gm Did they just really give me 80K for thirty minutes? Yup Gm And can't nobody tell me how to spend it, bitch Gm Send it to the hood, let 'em flip it (In the trenches) Gm She want me to love on her, no way Gm Ain't José, I don't do what the hoes say (Nope) Gm HD, Blu-Ray, clear shit (What that mean?) Gm Diamonds on me look 4K (Ugh) Gm Married to the money for better or worse Gm But nah I ain't walked down no aisle (Caked up) Gm That lil' nigga fucked up Gm He'll walk a nigga down with a Kool-Aid smile Gm Yesterday spent 40K on a necklace Gm I'm flexin', look close and you'll see your reflection Gm She a lil' gangster, I like her complexion Gm She get so wetty, then bust like confetti Gm If I don't do nothing, that money, I get it [CHORUS] Gm Uh-oh, the game in trouble Gm Started off small, now they payin' me double Gm Yeah, you can drip check, baby, like Mustard, yeah Gm Uh-oh, you better not trust 'em Gm Rotate 'em, all these hoes on shuffle Gm Money team, got a whole M in a duffle Gm Bitch got the nerve to say she don't like rubbers Gm She don't know that I know she be fuckin' my brother Gm Bitch, I ain't goin' out like no sucker, yeah Gm West Coast, smokin' on Gushers, yeah Gm Cartier watch, shit busted, yeah Gm I done ran up a whole lot, yeah Gm I don't want the twat, just top, yeah Gm Goin' up a whole 'nother notch, yeah Gm Can't be stuck in one slot, yeah
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