Chords for A$AP Rocky - Gunz N Butter (Official Audio) ft. Juicy J

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A$AP Rocky - Gunz N Butter (Official Audio) ft. Juicy J chords
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I'ma walk with poppers on me as a shorty
Getting whacked before when I was 14, Glock was 40
Box your jaw for platinum, I'ma hop a lonely [Eb] brick
With [Gb] problems, coppers hoppin' on [Ebm] me, G's from government
[E] Ride up on me, coppers on me, rock with morey kicks
[B] God was for me, dots was on me, [Gb] blew up Ephesans gang
Blew up Ephesans gang, screwed up Ephesans gang
Gloves Ephesans gang
[N] Now big homie, tell me, now big homie
Is that a topic homie, money out of pocket homie
Money out of pockets [E] homie, choppa let him live
[C] I was only [E] 6 when I dropped off in the [Bbm] crib
Fellin' sick, what I did, what I did
I'm a Glock, it's homie, now listen to my talkie homie
I got my rockets homie, dig you niggas drop it
Home for the lovers spread, I'm a butter bread
Man I probably should be dead, wasn't gonna but I said
[Gb] Desert, effort, Ruger, Draco
Euros, pounds, dollars, ace-o
Money, mozels, power, [Bbm] Draco
High winds, ride, shot, [Eb] just [N] Draco
I'm a can of niggas see, I ain't got no talent gang
I'm on the stand to see, I know where the shippers bang
Fuck that, one of my young niggas will take the charge
I'm stacking loot, mother fucker, look at my action bars
Grandma
[Gb] was a cabbie, and mama was a Christian
My papa turned to religion when he spent some time in prison
No Jehovah Witnesses, but I'm from kinda different
They don't need no witnesses, so folk just mind they business
These days I just crack, it's all the good from all religion
So either Fifth Amendment or you're gonna be the victim
[G] So get up off my YKK, the president of A-hole
What [Gb] we prayin' for, a JFK, all we got was KKK
AKA, AK that you target, not from Target
But from Walmart, then it's A-OK
Fuck them boys, no K-Y with this S-K, leave them D-O-A
A-R in the E-R, it's the state of mind of every state
[N] Say your grace, you better wait
With the butlers, guns for my [E] butler
Came from the gutter, cocaine in the butters
Razor box [Bb] spatter, she Blake, I'm the gum zanger
[E] Came in the [Eb] Hummer, skate with your [E] mother
The brain of the matter, she blow, I'm the P-Zanger
Cash in my key, Mr.
Partner, so I'm give you P-Zanger
The brain of the matter, she blow, I'm the P-Zanger
My key, Mr.
Partner, so I'm give you P-Zanger
The brain of the matter, she blow, I'm the P-Zanger
The brain of the matter, she blow, I'm the P-Zanger
My key, [Gm] Mr.
Partner, so I'm give you P [N]-Zanger
It's really butter.
Gun?
What butter?
You hear me?
You understand what I'm saying?
It's really butter.
It's really butter.
Guns, you can get that butter all day.
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[Gb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ I'ma walk with poppers on me as a shorty
Getting whacked before when I was 14, Glock was 40
Box your jaw for platinum, I'ma hop a lonely [Eb] brick
With [Gb] problems, coppers hoppin' on [Ebm] me, G's from government
[E] Ride up on me, coppers on me, rock with morey kicks
[B] God was for me, dots was on me, [Gb] blew up Ephesans gang
Blew up Ephesans gang, screwed up Ephesans gang
Gloves Ephesans gang
[N] Now big homie, tell me, now big homie
Is that a topic homie, money out of pocket homie
Money out of pockets [E] homie, choppa let him live
[C] I was only [E] 6 when I dropped off in the [Bbm] crib
Fellin' sick, what I did, what I did
I'm a Glock, it's homie, now listen to my talkie homie
I got my rockets homie, dig you niggas drop it
Home for the lovers spread, I'm a butter bread
Man I probably should be dead, wasn't gonna but I said
[Gb] Desert, effort, Ruger, Draco
Euros, pounds, dollars, ace-o
Money, mozels, power, [Bbm] Draco
High winds, ride, shot, [Eb] just [N] Draco
I'm a can of niggas see, I ain't got no talent gang
I'm on the stand to see, I know where the shippers bang
Fuck that, one of my young niggas will take the charge
I'm stacking loot, mother fucker, look at my action bars _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Grandma _
[Gb] was a cabbie, and mama was a Christian
My papa turned to religion when he spent some time in prison
No Jehovah Witnesses, but I'm from kinda different
They don't need no witnesses, so folk just mind they business
These days I just crack, it's all the good from all religion
So either Fifth Amendment or you're gonna be the victim
[G] So get up off my YKK, the president of A-hole
What [Gb] we prayin' for, a JFK, all we got was KKK
AKA, AK that you target, not from Target
But from Walmart, then it's A-OK
Fuck them boys, no K-Y with this S-K, leave them D-O-A
A-R in the E-R, it's the state of mind of every state
[N] Say your grace, you better wait
With the butlers, guns for my [E] butler
Came from the gutter, cocaine in the butters
Razor box [Bb] spatter, she Blake, I'm the gum zanger
[E] Came in the [Eb] Hummer, skate with your [E] mother
The brain of the matter, she blow, I'm the P-Zanger
Cash in my key, Mr.
Partner, so I'm give you P-Zanger
The brain of the matter, she blow, I'm the P-Zanger
My key, Mr.
Partner, so I'm give you P-Zanger
The brain of the matter, she blow, I'm the P-Zanger
The brain of _ _ the matter, she blow, I'm the P-Zanger
My key, [Gm] Mr.
Partner, so I'm give you P [N]-Zanger
It's really butter.
Gun?
_ What butter? _
_ You hear me?
You understand what I'm saying?
It's really butter.
It's really butter.
Guns, you can get that butter all day. _ _ _

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