Chariot chords

by Calboy
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Calboy - Chariot chords with lyrics

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_ F#m _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ I'm so used to driving, I get out and Bm flip it I know you be acting, I know you ain't.
with it, bro, throw me the package, I'll wrap F#m it and flip it.
They say I got money, so I'm acting different It is, Bm but I'm lonely, so I never listen.
They calling my phone, it look like she changed Leave me alone, I'm handling business.
Work hard, I gotta get it F# Shop hard, we in the kitchen.
That man so cold, I like the mini My niggas don't fold, they never bend it.
Took a loss, but she happens, I get it With the bosses, I'm paying F# attention.
Told that bitch I ain't wasting no time So, no, I been waiting on the minute.
And F#m I pray to the Lord for better days I'm flexing hard like a heavyweight.
Spent some racks and I bust down the bezel face Got these 30 on me, make them run away.
Bitch, I'm getting paid, I was in the trap whipping shit like a slave.
Came to trust in these bitches, deep in the chain On the block with them niggas, who's gonna change.
I ain't come to play, came for real, I'm sure that she in the way.
No time to waste, gotta get to this money, I'm running late.
Better keep it cave, before these bullets get drawn like anime.
I'ma hop in that foreign and do the race Yeah, I got the billy, me got the rave.
Fresh out the trap and they know how I carry it.
I fell in love with this game and I married it.
400 dollars for the walk on a Saturday I threw the red one, I stand up and manage it.
Pushing that bitch through the trap like a chariot.
Diamonds on diamonds, they coming in various I gave that bitch 20,000 for charity.
Counting me out and I'm back in the house.
Walk on a private jet, they be hopping to Goddard with a jet boat.
I just had bought out the plug, I got enough drugs to never be sober.
I can't hop in with a scrub, I don't carry drugs in none of my clothes.
I told that bitch to cool off, she was over excited about my clothes.
Choking a bean, I'm fucking her free and they doing my chores.
She fresh out Bm the can, I gave her a F#m wifey, nigga that's yours.
I sleep with that K in a couple of days, I'm ready for war.
Lil' Sid, Blue Range Rover, F# SVR.
Racks in the safe, I stack it like lace, my diamonds all colors F#m like a date.
Parade on your bitch, I could've just laid but I had to leave, my homie E-A.
I quit, bitch, yeah, you starting at the plate, that bitch is blue, I just wanna come in late.
You a sassy bitch but I don't Bm go on dates, I'm delicate and rich, don't limit cake.
Show me attention when I'm in your city, I'm so used to fucking on all of your bitches.
They wanna fuck us and they know that we pimping.
Gisele Bison, Dottie, I cop out of 50, yeah.
I work the best streets in all of the cities.
I pay for our thighs, lil' ass and her titties, yeah.
Sky the well, I get wet as Pacifica.
I ain't sold a drug but my wrist on the check, yeah.
They got the trap and they know how I carry it.
I fell in love with this game and I married it.
200 dollars, but I walk on a Saturday.
I threw the red one, I sent him in, mad at this.
Pushing that bitch through the track like a chariot.
Diamonds on diamonds, they coming in various.
I gave that bitch 20,000 for charity.
Counting me out and I'm begging in heaven and hell.
Nigga, my clarity, my diamonds are serious.
I got her to jail and I fuck on her, Bm period.
I know they racist, Gucci and Sirius.
Came from a corner to honor F#m my cereal.
Me, sweet, don't need a stylist.
F# Perky, sweet, give me my balance.
Alexander McQueen, my jealous.
Bm I'm killing the streets, it's F#m silent.
Don't run, don't run.
Make it home to my Bm son.
I be with killers who kill all the killers.
I'm hanging with Ron.
You rather buy the bitch a bag.
I'd rather give a new house to my mom.
Bm Some niggas rather pray to the Bible.
Feel like a virgin, I burn my phone.
F#m See, keeping my glock when I'm in the field.
Pumping the track and I burn out the wheels.
I fuck with the gangsters, I fuck with my peers.
Fresh out the Jeffries, I hop on the Lears.
Gripping that body, now I'm smoking a beer.
F# Fuck with the diamond, I'm bringing the ear.
Really do wheelies, I'm popping the gear.
Eating my cup when I'm walking through clear.
F#m Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm This lifestyle.
Man, that ex is fucking my people.
Just turn his lights down.
I'm just a wild, wild boy.
Chopper, riding around for.
I need my meals like Meek.
I'm a thug like Doug and Cow Cowboy.
We're down to trap and they know how I carry it.
I'm trying to Bm lower this game and I'm married.
This one is down for the walk on a F#m Saturday.
I do the rap when I'm Bm spending my money.
This bitch and that bitch do the track like F#m a chariot.
Diamonds on diamonds, they coming in various.
I gave that bitch 20,000 for charity.
Counting me Bm out and I'm back in the heaven and F#m hell _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ F#m I'm a thug like Doug and Cow Cowboy.
We're down to trap and they know how I carry it.
I'm trying to lower this Bm game and I'm married.
F#m _ _ _ _ _ _ Bm _ _ .
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