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