Chords for Future - No Wallet

Tempo:
123.4 bpm
Chords used:

C#m

B

G#m

A#

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Future - No Wallet chords
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[C#m]
I got the cash in my pocket right now, just fold it up, I ain't got no wallet.
I order A's and speed, cause when I pour up, I drink out the bottle.
Cash on delivery, keepin' a poll on me if it's a problem.
Bitch, don't spit on me, if you gon' hit on me, you gotta swallow.
You already know these niggas who roll with me ain't never robbers.
You already seen this life that I got on, it's lookin' like water.
You already know this autumn might cost me like two quarters.
You already know we jump on a plane, we get in the charter.
You already know I gotta get paid for semi-deposit.
I see the smoke, it was rising.
Burn down the house, I was vibin'.
Go through the hood, I was sliding.
A nigga be there, they be driving.
Got a beautiful chick sitting beside me.
I came from the creek, it was violent.
Police in the tree, trying to find me.
You put me on charts and I climb them.
I was ducking them nuts, I was grinding.
Now I jump across the stage like I'm flying.
I go harder and harder with timing.
I'm just feeling the void, I can't hide it.
I'm just taking the poison, I know it.
I got way too much money to show it.
I got the cash in my pocket right now,
and it's loaded up, I ain't got no wallet.
I order A's and speed, cause when I pour up, I drink out the bottle.
Cash on delivery, keepin' a poll on me if it's a problem.
Bitch, don't spit on me, if you gon' hit on me, you gotta swallow.
Bitch, if I hit on you, you gotta worship me like I'm your father.
My [B] bitch know every time we go shopping, I spend over a quarter.
[C#m] Big pole sipping and [G#m] whipping the gold, you know how I'm vibing.
Sittin' low, high in the back when I pull up, your [A#] Maybach be gliding.
[C#m] You see how I came with that door, see I pulled up on low, my diamonds went cloudy.
It's big gasoline when I roll up, it's B-12 machine when I roll up.
Pint up a pink when I roll up, just try not to faint when I roll up.
Step in the paint like I post up, hopped off the train and I growed up.
I was catching the mortar and growed up, when I pull out the garage, the door's up.
I pull out a photo and show up, the Lambo top, it can fold up.
Stop all the faking and pose us, on the all-in-one sling and that raw dust.
Your homie playing with that raw tuss, we spend our own money, it's all us.
I got the cash in my pocket, I got the cash in my pocket right now, it's loaded up, I ain't got no wallet.
I order A's and speed, cause when I pour up, I drink out the bottle.
Cash on delivery, keep an up-hold on me if it's a problem.
Bitch, don't spit on me, if you gonna hit on me, you gotta swallow.
Key:  
C#m
13421114
B
12341112
G#m
123111114
A#
12341111
C#m
13421114
B
12341112
G#m
123111114
A#
12341111
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To learn Future - No Wallets chords, your first step should be understanding these chords - B, C#m, G#m, A#, C#m and N in sequence. Start with a comfortable 61 BPM and as you become proficient, aim for the song's BPM of 123. For a balanced pitch, adjust the capo with respect to your voice and the song's key: C# Minor.

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I got the cash in my pocket right now, just fold it up, I ain't got no wallet.
I order A's and speed, cause when I pour up, I drink out the bottle.
Cash on delivery, keepin' a poll on me if it's a problem.
Bitch, don't spit on me, if you gon' hit on me, you gotta swallow.
You already know these niggas who roll with me ain't never robbers.
_ You already seen this life that I got on, it's lookin' like water.
You already know this autumn might cost me like two quarters.
You already know we jump on a plane, we get in the charter.
You already know I gotta get paid for semi-deposit.
I see the smoke, it was rising.
Burn down the house, I was vibin'.
Go through the hood, I was sliding.
A nigga be there, they be driving.
Got a beautiful chick sitting beside me.
I came from the creek, it was violent.
Police in the tree, trying to find me.
You put me on charts and I climb them.
I was ducking them nuts, I was grinding.
Now I jump across the stage like I'm flying.
I go harder and harder with timing.
I'm just feeling the void, I can't hide it.
I'm just taking the poison, I know it.
I got way too much money to show it.
I got the cash in my pocket right now,
and it's loaded up, I ain't got no wallet.
I order A's and speed, cause when I pour up, I drink out the bottle.
Cash on delivery, keepin' a poll on me if it's a problem.
Bitch, don't spit on me, if you gon' hit on me, you gotta swallow.
Bitch, if I hit on you, you gotta worship me like I'm your father.
My [B] bitch know every time we go shopping, I spend over a quarter.
[C#m] Big pole sipping and [G#m] whipping the gold, you know how I'm vibing.
Sittin' low, high in the back when I pull up, your [A#] Maybach be gliding.
[C#m] You see how I came with that door, see I pulled up on low, my diamonds went cloudy.
It's big gasoline when I roll up, it's B-12 machine when I roll up.
Pint up a pink when I roll up, just try not to faint when I roll up.
Step in the paint like I post up, hopped off the train and I growed up.
I was catching the mortar and growed up, when I pull out the garage, the door's up.
I pull out a photo and show up, the Lambo top, it can fold up.
Stop all the faking and pose us, on the all-in-one sling and that raw dust.
Your homie playing with that raw tuss, we spend our own money, it's all us.
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I got the cash in my pocket right now, it's loaded up, I ain't got no wallet.
I order A's and speed, cause when I pour up, I drink out the bottle.
_ _ Cash on delivery, keep an up-hold on me if it's a problem.
Bitch, don't spit on me, if you gonna hit on me, you gotta swallow.
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