This single was released on 04 February 2022. The vocals are by Yg , J. Cole, Moneybagg Yo, the music is produced by Gibbo, Moneybagg Yo, J. Cole , YG, and the lyrics are written by Gibbo.
This song is originally in the key of Eb Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 85 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
This song is originally in the key of Eb Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 85 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Original Key: Eb Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 85 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [VERSE] Ebm Why you bring that money to the club if you ain't throwin' it? Ebm How you naked on the 'Gram but in person, you ain't showin' shit? Ebm Why you go against the gang? You can't beat 'em, nigga, join it Ebm Ain't tap in when you got to Cali, got your ass extorted Ebm Brand new coupe, I floor it, brand new bitch, gotta whore it Ebm Brand new Glock, I adore it, have a nigga runnin' like Forrest Ebm V.I.P, I'm very important, in the hood, I ain't never no tourist Ebm Got the drop on the opp, we Dora explore it (Ay) Ebm YG from the streets, YG went legit (Ay) Ebm YG lit, YG start a business with your bitch (Ay) Ebm Fifty bitches flew to Cabo, YG a trip (Ay) Ebm YG think he Kanye West, he got his own kicks Ebm Woah, fresh out a pandemic but I ain't rusty Ebm Woah, have a baby by me, bitch, come be lucky Ebm Woah, bitch I'ma throw it all, all the strippers love me Ebm Woah, walk in best dressed but I ain't no Kid Cudi Ebm Girl, did he just say what I think he just said? Ebm Bitch, yes www.chordzone.org [VERSE] Ebm Talkin' like you lit, your bitch better not be ugly Ebm Pull up with a ten, her waist slim, ass chubby Ebm Half a milly on my neck, who gon' take it from me? Ebm Pussy, we ballin' on you fuckin' dummies Ebm Scared money don't make no money (Woah) Ebm Scared money don't make no money (Woah) Ebm Scared money don't make no money (Woah) Ebm Pussy, we ballin' on you fuckin' dummies [VERSE] Ebm I'm so lit, SportCenter gotta post my clips Ebm One lay up and they treat me like I'm Luka Dončić Ebm B , nigga, and we used to conflict Ebm Turn these brand new YG sneakers into Louboutin kicks Ebm Red bottoms 'cause the blood bled out 'em, aw damn Ebm If I'm miss 'em, 4Hunnid red dot 'em, aw damn Ebm I was thinkin' 'bout walkin' up a stack of crates (Hmm) Ebm But I was busy stackin' cake, heheh Ebm Cole fuckin' World, say the whole name Ebm Cole think he Drizzy Drake, he got his own plane Ebm Flew it all around the world and now I'm back, bitch Ebm Three cribs in the same neighborhood, I'm that rich Ebm These niggas pray to God to make it on The Shade Room Ebm Meanwhile I made it on the "Bitch, I'm hella paid" room Ebm Road blocks when Cole drop, they push back they rollouts Ebm That's right pussy, make room, stay tuned, nigga www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Ebm Talkin' like you lit, your bitch better not be ugly Ebm Pull up with a ten, her waist slim, ass chubby Ebm Half a milly on my neck, who gon' take it from me? Ebm Pussy, we ballin' on you fuckin' dummies Ebm Scared money don't make no money (Woah) Ebm Scared money don't make no money (Woah) Ebm Scared money don't make no money (Woah) Ebm Pussy, we ballin' on you fuckin' dummies [VERSE] Ebm Ball too hard on niggas like Zion when he bust out the shoe Ebm See that lil' switch on the Glock, you can't shoot back when we start shootin' Ebm Thuggin' on the block with YG, set trippin', my pockets blue (True) Ebm VVVs cost some cheese, reach for these, I blam on you (Bow, bow) Ebm Scared money don't make no money Ebm I got shows comin' in but the trap still bunkin' Ebm Wrapped the Lamb' truck white, but the inside's pumpkin Ebm Grip her neck when we be hunchin' and she like when I talk country (Who you is?) Ebm Big speaker, yeah, big shit talker, hoe Ebm Have your cash together, cost a Mike Vick for a truffle boat (Seven) Ebm Dollars, followers and ratchet hoes, I got a lot of those (Where you at?) Ebm Gettin' me some head, waitin' on my food to cook at Pappadeaux (Let's go) Ebm Big Bagg [CHORUS] Ebm Talkin' like you lit, your bitch better not be ugly Ebm Pull up with a ten, her waist slim, ass chubby Ebm Half a milly on my neck, who gon' take it from me? Ebm Pussy, we ballin' on you fuckin' dummies Ebm Scared money don't make no money (Woah) Ebm Scared money don't make no money (Woah) Ebm Scared money don't make no money (Woah) Ebm Pussy, we ballin' on you fuckin' dummies
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