Chords for A$AP Rocky - Goldie (Official Video)
Tempo:
85.275 bpm
Chords used:
G
F#m
A
F#
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D#] I [C#] said it must [G] be, cause a nigga got dough, extraordinary swag, mouth full of gold
O's at my shows, they [F#m] trippin' up the [A] glow, them La Folla girls [F#] write a nigga name on they clothes
[D] Niggas talk shit till they get [G#m] locked jaw, prone [N] to ya dome till ya get glocked jaw
Party like a cowboy or a rock star, everybody playin' tough, got the [G] shit pop ball
Let's take it to the paces, you and them Mr.
Greatness, my Martin was amazing, rock my jealous with no laces
Cristal go by the cases, wait hold up that was racist, I would prefer [C#] the aces, ain't no different when [Fm] you taste it
A 40 [F#m] ounce to chase it, that's just a understatement, I'm early to the party [G] but my Rari is the latest
Somehow it seems girls in they late teens remind me of favorite jeans cause they naked cause you flamin'
Like some motherfucker ain't it, these other rappers anus, so tell me what your name is, I'ma tell it to my schemes
You aiming for you dainty, but that pain can leave you brainless, it's just me, myself and I and motherfuckers that I came with
It's [Bm] lameness, niggas wanna [F#] hate on me, until I tell them to [A#] their face they ain't low [G] key
Niggas mad cause I'm smooth fuckin' [B] zig zag, [C] tell em quit the riff raff bitch and with [F#m] your bitch ass
I said it must [G] be cause the niggas got dough, extraordinary swag, mouth full of gold
Hoes at my shows, they trippin' off their clothes, you call it girls [F#m] right and niggas want to go
Niggas talk [N] shit till they get locked jaw, prone to your tone till you get glocked jaw
[A] Party like a [G#m] cowboy on a rock jaw, everybody put your tongue [E] down and shit my [G] boy
Yes I'm the shit, tell me do what you think, it feel good waking up some money in the bank
Three model bitch, cocaine on the sink, and I'm [C#] so [Bm] bodied by it I might roll up in the tank
Cause my chain came from Cuba, got a lock up on that link, [G] and the red bottom locals just to compliment the make
I shank, rolling up that dank, blowing on that shank, what you mean, tell me what you drank, I'm on that kiss and paint
You could call me Billy Gates, got a crib in every state, man on the moon, got a condo out of space
Open up your legs, tell me how it taste, and them niggas talking shit so tell em tell it [Am] to my face
Tell that bitch [N] hop up on my dick, rode up on a quick, in the six, told her suck a dick, motorboater [G] tits
I'm the shit, niggas mad cause I'm smooth puffing [Em] flick zag, tell em quit the riff raff [G#] bitch and with your bitch ass
It must [G] be, cause the niggas got dope, extraordinary swag, and his mouth full of gold
Hose at my shoulder, they stripping up the clothes, when the collar girls [F#] late, the niggas [D] came on the clothes
Cause niggas talk [A] shit, till they get locked jaw, prone to [Gm] your tone, till you get glocked jaw
[A] Party like a [F#] cowboy on a rockstar, [F] ain't bout to [N] get tough, got the shit pop off
Ain't bout to get tough, got the shit pop
O's at my shows, they [F#m] trippin' up the [A] glow, them La Folla girls [F#] write a nigga name on they clothes
[D] Niggas talk shit till they get [G#m] locked jaw, prone [N] to ya dome till ya get glocked jaw
Party like a cowboy or a rock star, everybody playin' tough, got the [G] shit pop ball
Let's take it to the paces, you and them Mr.
Greatness, my Martin was amazing, rock my jealous with no laces
Cristal go by the cases, wait hold up that was racist, I would prefer [C#] the aces, ain't no different when [Fm] you taste it
A 40 [F#m] ounce to chase it, that's just a understatement, I'm early to the party [G] but my Rari is the latest
Somehow it seems girls in they late teens remind me of favorite jeans cause they naked cause you flamin'
Like some motherfucker ain't it, these other rappers anus, so tell me what your name is, I'ma tell it to my schemes
You aiming for you dainty, but that pain can leave you brainless, it's just me, myself and I and motherfuckers that I came with
It's [Bm] lameness, niggas wanna [F#] hate on me, until I tell them to [A#] their face they ain't low [G] key
Niggas mad cause I'm smooth fuckin' [B] zig zag, [C] tell em quit the riff raff bitch and with [F#m] your bitch ass
I said it must [G] be cause the niggas got dough, extraordinary swag, mouth full of gold
Hoes at my shows, they trippin' off their clothes, you call it girls [F#m] right and niggas want to go
Niggas talk [N] shit till they get locked jaw, prone to your tone till you get glocked jaw
[A] Party like a [G#m] cowboy on a rock jaw, everybody put your tongue [E] down and shit my [G] boy
Yes I'm the shit, tell me do what you think, it feel good waking up some money in the bank
Three model bitch, cocaine on the sink, and I'm [C#] so [Bm] bodied by it I might roll up in the tank
Cause my chain came from Cuba, got a lock up on that link, [G] and the red bottom locals just to compliment the make
I shank, rolling up that dank, blowing on that shank, what you mean, tell me what you drank, I'm on that kiss and paint
You could call me Billy Gates, got a crib in every state, man on the moon, got a condo out of space
Open up your legs, tell me how it taste, and them niggas talking shit so tell em tell it [Am] to my face
Tell that bitch [N] hop up on my dick, rode up on a quick, in the six, told her suck a dick, motorboater [G] tits
I'm the shit, niggas mad cause I'm smooth puffing [Em] flick zag, tell em quit the riff raff [G#] bitch and with your bitch ass
It must [G] be, cause the niggas got dope, extraordinary swag, and his mouth full of gold
Hose at my shoulder, they stripping up the clothes, when the collar girls [F#] late, the niggas [D] came on the clothes
Cause niggas talk [A] shit, till they get locked jaw, prone to [Gm] your tone, till you get glocked jaw
[A] Party like a [F#] cowboy on a rockstar, [F] ain't bout to [N] get tough, got the shit pop off
Ain't bout to get tough, got the shit pop
Key:
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F#m
A
F#
C#
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F#m
A
_ [D#] _ _ _ I [C#] said it must [G] be, cause a nigga got dough, extraordinary swag, mouth full of gold
O's at my shows, they [F#m] trippin' up the [A] glow, them La Folla girls [F#] write a nigga name on they clothes
[D] Niggas talk shit till they get [G#m] locked jaw, prone [N] to ya dome till ya get glocked jaw
Party like a cowboy or a rock star, everybody playin' tough, got the [G] shit pop ball
Let's take it to the paces, you and them Mr.
Greatness, my Martin was amazing, rock my jealous with no laces
Cristal go by the cases, wait hold up that was racist, I would prefer [C#] the aces, ain't no different when [Fm] you taste it
A 40 [F#m] ounce to chase it, that's just a understatement, I'm early to the party [G] but my Rari is the latest
Somehow it seems girls in they late teens remind me of favorite jeans cause they naked cause you flamin'
Like some motherfucker ain't it, these other rappers anus, so tell me what your name is, I'ma tell it to my schemes
You aiming for you dainty, but that pain can leave you brainless, it's just me, myself and I and motherfuckers that I came with
It's [Bm] lameness, niggas wanna [F#] hate on me, until I tell them to [A#] their face they ain't low [G] key
Niggas mad cause I'm smooth fuckin' [B] zig zag, [C] tell em quit the riff raff bitch and with [F#m] your bitch ass
I said it must [G] be cause the niggas got dough, extraordinary swag, mouth full of gold
Hoes at my shows, they trippin' off their clothes, you call it girls [F#m] right and niggas want to go
Niggas talk [N] shit till they get locked jaw, prone to your tone till you get glocked jaw
[A] Party like a [G#m] cowboy on a rock jaw, everybody put your tongue [E] down and shit my [G] boy
Yes I'm the shit, tell me do what you think, it feel good waking up some money in the bank
Three model bitch, cocaine on the sink, and I'm [C#] so [Bm] bodied by it I might roll up in the tank
Cause my chain came from Cuba, got a lock up on that link, [G] and the red bottom locals just to compliment the make
I shank, rolling up that dank, blowing on that shank, what you mean, tell me what you drank, I'm on that kiss and paint
You could call me Billy Gates, got a crib in every state, man on the moon, got a condo out of space
Open up your legs, tell me how it taste, and them niggas talking shit so tell em tell it [Am] to my face
Tell that bitch [N] hop up on my dick, rode up on a quick, in the six, told her suck a dick, motorboater [G] tits
I'm the shit, niggas mad cause I'm smooth puffing [Em] flick zag, tell em quit the riff raff [G#] bitch and with your bitch ass
It must [G] be, cause the niggas got dope, extraordinary swag, and his mouth full of gold
Hose at my shoulder, they stripping up the clothes, when the collar girls [F#] late, the niggas [D] came on the clothes
Cause niggas talk [A] shit, till they get locked jaw, prone to [Gm] your tone, till you get glocked jaw
[A] Party like a [F#] cowboy on a rockstar, [F] ain't bout to [N] get tough, got the shit pop off
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_ _ _ Ain't bout to get tough, got the shit pop
O's at my shows, they [F#m] trippin' up the [A] glow, them La Folla girls [F#] write a nigga name on they clothes
[D] Niggas talk shit till they get [G#m] locked jaw, prone [N] to ya dome till ya get glocked jaw
Party like a cowboy or a rock star, everybody playin' tough, got the [G] shit pop ball
Let's take it to the paces, you and them Mr.
Greatness, my Martin was amazing, rock my jealous with no laces
Cristal go by the cases, wait hold up that was racist, I would prefer [C#] the aces, ain't no different when [Fm] you taste it
A 40 [F#m] ounce to chase it, that's just a understatement, I'm early to the party [G] but my Rari is the latest
Somehow it seems girls in they late teens remind me of favorite jeans cause they naked cause you flamin'
Like some motherfucker ain't it, these other rappers anus, so tell me what your name is, I'ma tell it to my schemes
You aiming for you dainty, but that pain can leave you brainless, it's just me, myself and I and motherfuckers that I came with
It's [Bm] lameness, niggas wanna [F#] hate on me, until I tell them to [A#] their face they ain't low [G] key
Niggas mad cause I'm smooth fuckin' [B] zig zag, [C] tell em quit the riff raff bitch and with [F#m] your bitch ass
I said it must [G] be cause the niggas got dough, extraordinary swag, mouth full of gold
Hoes at my shows, they trippin' off their clothes, you call it girls [F#m] right and niggas want to go
Niggas talk [N] shit till they get locked jaw, prone to your tone till you get glocked jaw
[A] Party like a [G#m] cowboy on a rock jaw, everybody put your tongue [E] down and shit my [G] boy
Yes I'm the shit, tell me do what you think, it feel good waking up some money in the bank
Three model bitch, cocaine on the sink, and I'm [C#] so [Bm] bodied by it I might roll up in the tank
Cause my chain came from Cuba, got a lock up on that link, [G] and the red bottom locals just to compliment the make
I shank, rolling up that dank, blowing on that shank, what you mean, tell me what you drank, I'm on that kiss and paint
You could call me Billy Gates, got a crib in every state, man on the moon, got a condo out of space
Open up your legs, tell me how it taste, and them niggas talking shit so tell em tell it [Am] to my face
Tell that bitch [N] hop up on my dick, rode up on a quick, in the six, told her suck a dick, motorboater [G] tits
I'm the shit, niggas mad cause I'm smooth puffing [Em] flick zag, tell em quit the riff raff [G#] bitch and with your bitch ass
It must [G] be, cause the niggas got dope, extraordinary swag, and his mouth full of gold
Hose at my shoulder, they stripping up the clothes, when the collar girls [F#] late, the niggas [D] came on the clothes
Cause niggas talk [A] shit, till they get locked jaw, prone to [Gm] your tone, till you get glocked jaw
[A] Party like a [F#] cowboy on a rockstar, [F] ain't bout to [N] get tough, got the shit pop off
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_ _ _ Ain't bout to get tough, got the shit pop