Chords for BigKayBeezy Feat. Polo G "Bookbag 2.0" (Official Video)

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[C] _ _ [G] _ [Ab] I don't got a pencil [C] or pen in this book bag, add a [G] like ten to the clip [Ab] cause it look bad,
don't give a [C] fuck if you pissed nigga get mad, or [G] you can bitch and [Ab] get killed with
your bitch ass, lil bro [C] got blood on his shirt with his crimp [G] ass, go write a diss and get
murked with [Ab] your shit ass, [C] bitch imma start, might burst with my stiff ass, hop out the
car like who [Ab] want it, who with that, I don't know [C] nothing I was gone when they did that,
bandana wrap with [Ab] my car and my wig at, if he [C] won't be fit his home with a big mag, [G] niggas
be [Ab] breaking the code like a kit kat, [G] run in your mouth like a hoe get your bitch slapped,
actin too tough [Ab] get your bitch wrapped up, I can [C] make four blunts out a bitch like her,
[Am] I'm rolling [Ab] backwards what the fuck is a dutch, in [C] my coupe automatic like fuck is [G] a clutch,
and you still rocking packs son, [Ab] boy you a [C] brunk, hit a bottle new gun when I spit on
my charm, I get [G] cheesed by the pound [Ab] this is not parmesan, I'm [C] smoking broccoli, counting
up [G] lettuce, in love with [Ab] the glock I think I got a fetish, [C] clutch in my pocket this shit
hella [G] smelly, lil season my glock get [Ab] that bitch hot and ready, finna be [C] summer go pull
[G] out your [C] shovels and water the dirt, niggas been so caught looking for me,
[G] for a half a [C] minute nigga I'm popping a first, if you my bitch then you gotta be [G] pretty and
witty like bae put your [Ab] glock in your purse, [C] fuck up your life like some crack or a curse,
got [G] a fist with a pipe [Ab] in the back of the [C] vert, biggest shit we can turn matters to worse,
[G] go from Cadillac [Ab] tux to a Cadillac hearse, [C] act like we poppin get popped like [G] a purse,
run like he got it we [Ab] robbin, [C] go through his wallet and all of his mercy, fuck what you
call [Ab] it I'm calling some work and I'm [C] constantly balling like Carlos Laverte, [Db] I ain't fucking
with her [Ab] I'm robbing her off of this purse, catch him [C] in traffic go ape and gorilla,
[G] pull up he scoring like Daniel [Ab] Lillard, he say [C] he ain't me anyway, ain't he a killer,
this clip make him [G] dance like he [Ab] making a trailer, [C] working so much he just making it
realer, what's tough [G] on a nan ass [Ab] face and his sweatshirt, lil boy [C] a quarterback keep
throwing bullets, hot [Gm] shit in his stomach start baking his [Ab] liver, all [C] of my lil niggas
earthquake gang cause they tryna [G] make some shake [Ab] off a jigger, I'm from up north [C] dropping
rakes with the headers, head lifting [G] it feel like we paid for the [Ab] stellar, back in the [C] day
I'd snooze off the drink double [G] cup with the gang dropper aiding the [Ab] pitcher, come [C] on the
block and we passed her around heard you loving that [G] horn you [Ab] faithfully kissing,
they know my shit [C] ringing all through the city they speak on [G] my name but [Ab] that's only
assumption, I go by [C] capiline I used to post up out [G] west off the X [Eb] looking ugly or something,
bro [C] it's some realness we lil joe on whoops [G] cause bitch niggas know how my brothers [Ab] was
coming, ball like I'm in [C] I'm shooting like libidin and I'm [G] just gon do it like dirt when
I'm stunning, [C] I told my shirties to empty them clips, [G] they say big bro ain't suit off for
[Ab] nothing, Sasha [C] on this pump like lil Ricky he running, [G] uh, blow this 4-0 like [Ab] a trumpet,
[C] ain't no question my lil bro a dog, he gon [G] leave shit on the [Ab] floor when he dumping,
might make the [C] news or something for thinking shit [G] sweet call the shot to the face night
[Ab] I don't got [C] a pencil or pen in this book [G] bag, add a like ten to the clip [Ab] cause it look bad,
[C] don't give a fuck if you pissed nigga get mad, or you [G] can bitch and get [Ab] killed with your bitch ass,
lil bro got [C] blood on his shirt with his clip ass, [G] go write a diss and [Ab] get murked with your shit ass,
bitch [C] I'm a star I might burst with my stiff [G] ass, hop out the car like who want it [Ab] who with that,
I [F] don't know nothing I [C] was gone when they did that, pen down [G] to rap with my [Ab] chrome and my wig
[C] ass, if he won't be fit his home with a big mac, [G] niggas be breaking [Ab] the code like a kit kat,
running your mouth like a ho get you bitch slapped
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