[ Предположительная тональность: Bm ] [Intro: DaBaby] C#m F Bm G Woo, woo C#m F Woo, woo Bm G I pull up like C#m F Bm G How you pull up, Baby? How you pull up? (Oh, oh, oh) C#m F Bm G How you pull up? I pull up (Woo, Seth in the kitchen) [Chorus: DaBaby] C#m Let's go F Bm Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car G C#m With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah) F Bm Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar? G C#m This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock (Woo) F Bm My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (Woo) G C#m You better let me Go the day you need me (Woo) F Bm Soon as you up me on that nigga, get to bustin' (Woo) G C#m And if I ain't enough, Go get the chop [Verse 1: DaBaby] F Bm It's safe to say I earned it, ain't a nigga gave me nothin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah) G C#m I'm ready to hop out on a nigga, get to bustin' F Bm Know you heard me say, "You play, you lay," don't make me push the button G C#m Full of pain, dropped enough tears to fill up a fuckin' bucket F Goin' for buckets, I bought a chopper Bm I got a big drum, it hold a hundred, ain't goin' for nothin' G C#m I'm ready to air it out on all these niggas, I can see 'em runnin' F Bm Just talked to my mama, she hit me on FaceTime just to check up on me and my brother G C#m I'm really the baby, she know that her youngest son was always guaranteed to get the money (Okay, let's go) F Bm She know that her baby boy was always guaranteed to get the loot G C#m She know what I do, she know 'fore I run from a nigga, I'ma pull it out and shoot (Boom) F Bm PTSD, I'm always waking up in cold sweats like I got the flu G C#m My daughter a G, she saw me kill a nigga in front of her before the age of two F And I'll kill another nigga too Bm G 'Fore I let another nigga Do somethin' to you C#m F Long as you know that, don't let nobody tell you different Bm G Caddy love you (Yeah, yeah) [Chorus: DaBaby & Roddy Ricch] C#m Let's go F Bm Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car G C#m With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah) F Bm Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar? G C#m This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock (Woo) F Bm My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (Woo) G C#m You better let me Go the day you need me (Woo) F Bm Soon as you up me on that nigga, get to bustin' (Woo) G C#m And if I ain't enough, Go get the chop [Verse 2: Roddy Ricch] F Bm Keep a Glocky when I ride in the Suburban G C#m 'Cause the codeine had a young nigga swervin' F Bm I got the mop, watch me wash 'em like detergent G C#m And I'm ballin', that's why it's diamonds on my jersey F Bm Slide on opps' side and flip the block back, yeah, yeah G C#m My junior popped him and left him lopsided, yeah, yeah F We spin his block, got the rebound, Dennis Rodman Bm G Fool me one time, you can't cross me again C#m F Twelve hundred horsepower, I get lost in the wind Bm G If he talkin' on the yard, the pen' dogs'll take his chin C#m F Maybach SUV for my refugees Bm G Buy blocks in the hood, put money in the streets C#m F I was solo when the opps caught me at the gas station Bm G Had it on me, thirty thousand, thought it was my last day C#m F But they ain't even want no smoke Bm G If I had to choose it, murder what she wrote [Chorus: DaBaby] C#m Let's go F Bm Brand new Lamborghini, fuck a cop car G C#m With the pistol on my hip like I'm a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah) F Bm Have you ever met a real nigga rockstar? G C#m This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock (Woo) F Bm My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (Woo) G C#m You better let me Go the day you need me (Woo) F Bm Soon as you up me on that nigga, get to bustin' (Woo) G C#m And if I ain't enough, Go get the chop
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