Kunci: C minor•
Intro 1
Fm
G
Ab
Cm
Ab
G
Gm
Fm
F
Fm
Verse 1
Cm
Fm
F
Your P's your Q's,
Cm
Fm
F
Your P's your Q's,
Eb
Fm
Cm
your P's your Q's
Fm
F
Got P's, got Q's,
Eb
F
got P's, got Q's
Fm
Cm
Fm
F
Got P's, got Q's,
Fm
Cm
what the fuck you playin' on now?
Fm
Cm
G
Zilla, all gas, no black in my mouth
Gm
Cat piss by the pound,
F
niggas know the pack is loud
Cm
I got to knock em down like Pacquiao
G
F
Lookin' for a holly berry higher
Vegas nights cause my paper right
Cm
G
It's all a game of life,
Cm
you gotta play it right
G
Gm
F
I'm like Mike, takin' flight,
nigga, day and night
Fm
Cm
G
Cartier, wood frames, 24k
Fm
F
Dom Perignon, black bottle, boy, rosé
Fm
Cm
Roll the lot,
G
Cm
papers with the road tray
G
Ab
G
F
Cushion, no chicken, chicken chipotle
Fm
Cm
G
The scopes say we winnin',
Cm
Ab
you niggas losin'
G
F
It's all gas, no brakes,
you niggas cruisin'
Fm
Cm
Sleep for the week,
G
Cm
Fm
you niggas snoozin'
Ab
G
I got these bitches choosin',
F
Cm
OG in my Cuban
Fm
F
Your peas, your cubes,
your peas, your cubes
Cm
Fm
F
Your peas, your cubes,
Eb
Cm
F
Cm
your peas, your cubes
Ab
Fm
F
Got peas, got cubes,
Eb
Cm
F
got peas, got cubes
Cm
Fm
F
Got peas, got cubes,
Fm
F
what the fuck you wanna do?
Cm
F
Cm
Hold up, nigga, droppin' mixtapes,
F
I'm makin' Skrill, Gorillaz,
Royce, and Layton feel
Fm
Cm
Them sacred hills,
got boss niggas who makin' meals
G
Gm
F
I'm tryna take a field trip,
Fm
boy, let's make a deal
Cm
This spindle wheel's a fortune,
sittin' on forges
Cm
G
F
Turbos, 500 horses
G
my stick full of that forest
Cm
G
This outdoor shit got the shad
Cm
Yo, OG shadow, that's for the dabbers
G
F
That new wave is dope, man,
it's for the trappers
Cm
Everybody talkin' the same thing,
it don't matter
G
When I pull out the hammer,
Cm
Erica, Dabra, Blacka, Massa,
Cushion, and Cigarello
F
we had to mix, call it camello
Cm
To ride dirty with 30 pecs
G
F
in back of the Merro Like Meek Mill to reach mills,
Cm
Fm
my nigga, it's levels
Eb
F
Cm
your peas, your cubes
Fm
F
Your peas, your cubes,
Eb
F
Fm
Cm
Fm
your peas, your cubes
F
Eb
Got peas, got cubes, got peas, got cubes
F
Eb
Cm
Fm
F
Got P's, got Q's,
Eb
F
Cm
F
what the fuck we flame on, nigga?
Cm
Guess we slidin' through
Eureka with the reefer
G
Gm
Up there, I get em' cheaper,
Cm
Get into the trap, then set it off, Latifah
G
Gm
This is real life, man,
F
quarterbacks and receivers
Hail Marys and run plates
G
Football Sunday, no, I'm Mickey Monday
F
Cm
Next day air,
they pick em' up on the runway
F
don't give a nigga that gunplay
G
Gm
and it's strictly for my niggas
Cm
G
Cm
Chopper got a nose like the 91 shot,
G
out the whole hundred rounds,
Cm
Crop season niggas lookin' for a reason,
G
F
it's Thanksgiving, I bring it to the table,
niggas eatin'
Cm
Crop season niggas lookin' for a reason
G
F
Cm
Eb
Ab
F
Eb
and leave one of you fuck niggas bleedin' I play silver
F
Cm
Ab
Fm
F
Eb
F
Cm
Fm
F
Eb
F
Cm
F
Eb
Gm
Gm
Take it over my brother, take it over
Take it over my brother, take it over
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