Chords for Foogiano - 6 Months (feat. Pooh Shiesty) [Official Music Video]

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_ _ _ _ _ _ Yeah, that's right.
You hear them bitches swinging, that's how I score, I mean.
That one big wall, I get it for.
_ _ _ Ho!
I [E] pop a perc.
I'm about six blunts, got rich at six months.
Hit the mill.
I get here at work, and I'm a go for [Bb] it.
I never put, [Dm] cause I'm a player.
Your nigga be acting, but I ain't never capping.
London really sent a [Gm] stand on me.
Little chopper be [Bb] clapping.
Then on with chopper gang, put the wheels on the band [Dm] on me.
I unwrap the packet.
Yeah, I been trapping, trapping, yeah,
since I was [A] a young nigga.
You know I'm a [Dm] taxi, and I ain't never lacking, nigga.
No, I got the drone with me.
Wall told me to flip him.
I give him two to the head, one to the chest.
He gone.
Dumbass nigga.
Yeah, I told that pussy nigga I ain't never [G] make a song.
But [Dm] we get them gone.
Get by the low.
For the fame, I was fucking them hoes.
For Robert, now I'm boy with the blow.
And Nippy Buck, I left his ass on the floor.
[D] Now I ain't no rookie.
Yeah, that's for [Dm] sure.
Hit the charts, front top five on the score.
Me and Shyso, nigga, we on the road.
So [A] watch the ball.
We like fantastic four.
I keep a block.
I [D] stay on the block.
I call Wall, my primary body gonna drop.
Got more money than me, you need to stop.
Got so many racks, and go by the lot.
I point the glock, [Dm] and nigga, you see the dot.
And if I pull it, then your body gonna flop.
You should've thought I heard that you was a cop.
Had to put that dumbass nigga on fire.
Hop up a Perc.
I'm about six blunts.
Got rich in six months.
Hit the mail.
I get at work.
And I'm a go for it.
I never put, [Gm] because I'm a player.
The [Dm] nigga be acting, but I ain't never capping.
I'm the realest Santa [G] stand on.
The chopper be clapping.
And I'm with Chopper, [A] got a picture with John [Gm] the Band on.
I [Dm] unwrap the packet.
Had to have it trapping, trapping.
Yeah, since I was young, nigga.
You know I'm a taxi.
And I ain't never lacking, nigga.
No, I got the drone with me.
While I told me to flip him, I give him two to the head,
one to the chest.
He gone dumbass nigga.
Yeah, I told that pussy nigga, I'll never make a song.
Big bitch on a snake.
The one who's gonna slam you out, then [E] hit your ass
with the Drake.
Comes with tape.
We gonna leave a man down in his box when [D] I bake the cake.
Now, it's safe to [Bb] say, 100 racks ain't shit.
Hit for 95 one day.
High speed J.
In the Dodge, it's our skid.
Do the [Dm] dash, then the rip.
Bitch, I mean business, stand on what I say.
Took off a rabbit, but [Gm] still a little slave.
Shot a video Wednesday, then off Sunday.
Who know what you did, I'ma [Gm] tell them, OK.
Top your [Bb] ass up like a high top fade.
Got a bald head gun, now [Gm] I want some grenades.
Rock a shade with a K in my fist, then I'll be played.
Get a scout too, and then I'll be played.
[Dm] _ I'm up all sick blunt.
Got rich in six months.
Hit the make.
I get here at work, and I'm a go for it.
I never punt, because I'm a player.
The nigga be acting, but I ain't never capping.
I'm the realest, and I stand on it.
The chopper be clapping.
And I'm with Chopper, got a pussy wheel,
drawing a band on it.
I unwrap the packet.
Yeah, I been trapping, trapping, yeah,
since I [D] was a young nigga.
You know I'm attractive, [A] and I ain't never lacking, nigga.
No, I [D] got the drawing with me.
Well, I told me to flip me.
I give them two to the head, one to the chest.
He gone, dumb ass nigga.
[A] Yeah, I told that pussy nigga I'd [Dm] never make a song.
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