Kunci: F# minor
Intro 1
Cm
Ab
Cm
Ab
Cm
Ab
Cm
Verse 1
Cm
G
C
from a boomie and you got them pies
Left my mask at home,
C
G
Got a four fif' on my side in
Cm
C
case they wanna try
Cm
G
Pull up, skrt (woah)
Cm
Grippin' the stick when I turn
(yeah)
Gm
Smokin', I'm calmin' my nerves
Cm
C
goin' in first
Cm
G
Family see me, they goin' berserk
and nobody get hurt
Verse 2
C
Cm
Gimme that work, hey (woo)
G
Cm
Gi- gi- gimme that work
G
'Bout to gimme that work,
Cm
Gm
hey (woo)
C
Gi- gi- gimme that work, nuh
Gm
G
'Bout to gimme that work, hey
Gimme that work
Ab
Trust
Verse 3
now, you know I'm up now
Cm
She see me with a bag,
Ab
Cm
she wanna fuck now
They see me with a Aud', they
G
Cm
wanna know how
Rollin' off a addy,
Gm
G
Ab
Fm
I can't slow down (uh, uh, uh, woo)
Verse 4
Fm
I robbed your bitch for the night, I might just
I might just—
I might just dip in it twice,
I might just speak of a spice (yeah, yeah)
She did it back to the kitchen,
G
Whippin' and cheffin' that white (whip it,
C
Cm
Told her to pass me the scale,
answer the phone
Verse 5
C
And gimme that work, hey (woo)
Cm
G
Cm
Gi- gi- gimme that work
Gm
G
Gimme that work, nuh
'Bout to gimme that work,
Cm
Gm
hey (woo)
G
C
Gi- gi- gimme that work, nuh
Gm
G
'Bout to gimme that work, hey
Ab
Cm
Gimme that work, hey
Verse 6
Gi- gi- gimme that work
Gimme that work, nuh
'Bout to gimme that work,
Cm
C
Cm
G
hey (woo)
Cm
C
Gi- gi- gimme that work, nuh
Fuck with my money,
G
Ab
G
Gm
somebody get murked
G
Ab
Gimme that work
Verse 7
Cm
Yeah
Ab
G
Yeah, yeah, hey
C
G
Ab
Said, said, hey
Hey
Cm
Ab
Gimme that work, hey
Verse 8
Gm
(woo)
C
Cm
Gm
Gi-gi- gimme that work
Ab
Gm
Gimme that work, nuh
Cm
Ab
Gm
'Bout to gimme that work, hey (woo)
Cm
Gm
Gi- gi- gimme that work, nuh
Ab
Cm
'Bout to gimme that work, hey
Verse 9
Gm
C
Cm
Ab
Gimme that work
C
Cm
Ab
Gm
'Bout to gimme that work, hey
C
Bb
Ab
Gi- gi- gimme that work, nuh
Bb
'Bout to gimme that work
Ab
Trust
Verse 10
Bb
Ab
now, you know I'm up now
She see me with a bag,
Bb
Eb
Bb
she wanna fuck now
Ab
They see me with a Aud', they
Bb
Ab
wanna know how
I can't slow down
Eb
Ab
Bb
Verse 11
Ab
Bb
I'm 'bout the fuckin' bags, my nigga
Ab
The two bits that made it true, my nigga
Bb
Ab
Now I'm flyin' private jets
Eb
with the crew, my nigga
Ab
Bb
Ab
Bb
Ab
Where the fuck where you when the judge gave me 13 years,
9 months?
Gm
Ab
Where the fuck were you?
When my pops was in the court
room in shock
Bb
Ab
Where were you when I was down below?
Yo, I got convicted of somethin' I ain't even fuckin' do,
Bb
Ab
my nigga
Bb
Ab
Bb
Fuck, man
Ab
We don't do the long talkin', ayy?
Ab
We just get straight to the barkin'
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