Tom: F# minor•
Intro 1
F#m
E
D
E
F#m
A
E
Verse 1
D
F#m
Shorty bad as my son
E
D
is, pretty face and no stomach
Was the city's most wanted 'til
F#m
Youngest nigga I'm stuntin',
E
no more Civics from Honda
E
F#m
that's the reason she wanna
E
D
E
Lay up, lay up
D
F#m
E
Lay up, lay up
F#m
I keep a vest on my chest,
to cover my heart
E
D
I'd rather fuck in the light,
E
'fore I make love in the dark
F#m
'Cause she was fuckin' me right,
E
it felt like love from the start
D
Was gettin' money on tour,
E
so we was lovin' for fall
F#m
But first we go together then break up,
D
Fuck all night 'til we wake up, and
E
like George Gervin we lay up
F#m
'Cause all them lies I made up,
E
D
it's big checks no pay cut
Floor seats in Florida,
F#m
Shorty on my team now,
E
it was us versus them haters
D
And everybody they talk bad, when
E
they talk that she take up
young boy get paper,
F#m
E
An d all I know is go hard,
and every time
I touch that ball I go swish
F#m
She know it's game time when
I do it like that
E
D
When I pass it to her baby
throw it right back
E
F#m
She can get the lay up, all night
E
D
E
She be tryna lay up, all right
F#m
And when I shoot I don't mis s (Don't miss),
I don't miss (Don't miss)
E
D
I don't miss when I do it now
E
D
She could get the lay up, all night
F#m
E
She be tryna lay up, all right
F#m
Sittin' back with this paper
D
Feelin' isolated nothin' but
E
F#m
them hundred stacks
When your money up tell me who
E
D
you're supposed to trust
E
Every night a different woman,
My bank account in shape,
D
I came to put you down shorty
E
F#m
so what the fuck is up
Since I met her she can't
D
E
On the pill, Ima kill that pussy softly
F#m
Back to back time to show
E
F#m
talkin' infinity pools
V12's ain't a thang,
D
E
Paper stuffed in her purse can't
hear her phone ring
F#m
She know it's game time
when I do it like that
E
D
When I pass it to her baby
throw it right back
E
F#m
She can get the lay up, all night
E
D
E
She be tryna lay up, all right
F#m
And when I shoot I don't miss (Don't miss),
I don't miss (Don't miss)
E
D
I don't miss when I do it now
E
D
She could get the lay up, all night
F#m
E
She be tryna lay up, all right
F#m
Hom ie picture me rollin',
E
all them bitches be on me
D
They be fishin' for compliments,
I'm just fishin' off Boca
E
F#m
Made a grip off them vocals,
got a gift with the vocals
E
D
So much over these hoes should have been
E
F#m
on a poster
E
Infatuated to say the least
E
F#m
I lay you once you lay a week
Wale a freak, he know it doe,
E
I am working with totem pole
F#m
That's head on head,
E
she give me head, I give her glow
E
I'm in her head like quote unquote
F#m
E
the flyest combination was voila
Au revoir to my rivals,
double M genius shotta
F#m
She know it's gametime when
I do it like that
E
D
When I pass it to her baby
throw it right back
E
F#m
She can get the lay up, all night
E
D
E
She be tryna lay up, all right
F#m
And when I shoot I don't mis s (Don't miss),
I don't miss (Don't miss)
D
I don't miss when I do it now
E
D
She could get the lay up, all night
F#m
E
A
She be tryna lay up, all right
F#m
From the night to the morn',
Got a freaky,
F#m
freaky game and she tryna play
E
Couple more shots baby can you make it stay,
D
E
stay up
F#m
E
D
Lay up , lay up
E
D
Might just slap the backboard,
F#m
E
give you what you ask for
Outro 1
F#m
E
D
E
F#m
E
D
O que você achou da música?
Você precisa para deixar uma avaliação.
AfinadorE A D G B E
AcordesF#m E D A
Mais músicas de Meek Mill
Descubra acordes para tocar mais músicas
Acordes populares ao redor do mundo
Acordes e tablaturas mais tocados pelos usuários
Adicionado recentemente
Acordes e tablaturas adicionados recentemente