Chords for Future & Young Thug - No Cap [Official Audio]
Tempo:
74.05 bpm
Chords used:
C#
C#m
G#m
G#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Start Jamming...
Southside on the track, yeah!
Ha ha!
[C#] Baby Charlie, look.
[C#m]
Yeah!
Check it out, the bank gon' put it up.
Got my main hoe put up.
Straight off the lot, gon' put it up.
My last two foreigns put up.
Straight out the bank, gon' put it up.
Everybody hood, gon' put up.
I got a momma's ass with the racks.
The homie that I ran with the diner.
Every week, I change my clout.
Got a fitness store in my house.
Got a Bentley garage in my house.
Got a watch in my wrist, cause I out.
My bitch ain't sleep at my house.
Make her sleep at the hotel now.
And when you talk to me, you talking off cap.
And you [G#m] damn good looking like tap.
I was [C#] always ready for the paps.
People R&B bitch my lap.
I done been in here without a doubt.
But I still had to ride with that scrap.
Yellow diamond like bananas, cap.
Puss dirty money, yellow no cap.
Rock your face, Margella, that cap.
Red bitch sitting in a rental, no cap.
I can turn the pedal.
I can turn the pedal.
Bad bitch out of ghetto.
E-Lake Middle.
I'm about to get better.
Still talking with the griddle.
Roll around some brill.
Get Don Michael, tell him.
I'm about to prove it to these fuckers.
Yes, this might be smarter, mother fucker, than Ruckels.
I'ma lean back in the back seat, suck like lolly suckers.
Like my dad said, I love it.
Back stab the bitch.
Like on my, on my.
My little brother keep the stick on the seat.
He gon' flip, flip, flip, til your heart stop beat.
I'm a song six nigga in a ride, in a farm.
Fuck a bad yellow bitch, anytime I get bored, nigga.
I'm a child on these streets, nigga.
Switch my bitch, watch her beat, nigga.
1.5 in my gold yard.
You don't need a way bigger surfboard.
I bust down my plane, got mashed up with bezel.
I flew her out to Vegas, where the God forgot to hit her.
I made them quit their jobs, then I gave them to my niggas.
I gave her a [G#] lost startup money and put her in [C#] a rental.
I sent my Ethiopian to go pray at the temple.
I flood her house with diamonds just to pray, it's so expensive.
She taste the holy water, so for me it's beneficial.
[C#m] She caught the holy ghost when I gave her the [C#] presents.
I'm the cousin, cousin, cousin.
Michael Bay's the Marjah Licka.
Ha ha!
[C#] Baby Charlie, look.
[C#m]
Yeah!
Check it out, the bank gon' put it up.
Got my main hoe put up.
Straight off the lot, gon' put it up.
My last two foreigns put up.
Straight out the bank, gon' put it up.
Everybody hood, gon' put up.
I got a momma's ass with the racks.
The homie that I ran with the diner.
Every week, I change my clout.
Got a fitness store in my house.
Got a Bentley garage in my house.
Got a watch in my wrist, cause I out.
My bitch ain't sleep at my house.
Make her sleep at the hotel now.
And when you talk to me, you talking off cap.
And you [G#m] damn good looking like tap.
I was [C#] always ready for the paps.
People R&B bitch my lap.
I done been in here without a doubt.
But I still had to ride with that scrap.
Yellow diamond like bananas, cap.
Puss dirty money, yellow no cap.
Rock your face, Margella, that cap.
Red bitch sitting in a rental, no cap.
I can turn the pedal.
I can turn the pedal.
Bad bitch out of ghetto.
E-Lake Middle.
I'm about to get better.
Still talking with the griddle.
Roll around some brill.
Get Don Michael, tell him.
I'm about to prove it to these fuckers.
Yes, this might be smarter, mother fucker, than Ruckels.
I'ma lean back in the back seat, suck like lolly suckers.
Like my dad said, I love it.
Back stab the bitch.
Like on my, on my.
My little brother keep the stick on the seat.
He gon' flip, flip, flip, til your heart stop beat.
I'm a song six nigga in a ride, in a farm.
Fuck a bad yellow bitch, anytime I get bored, nigga.
I'm a child on these streets, nigga.
Switch my bitch, watch her beat, nigga.
1.5 in my gold yard.
You don't need a way bigger surfboard.
I bust down my plane, got mashed up with bezel.
I flew her out to Vegas, where the God forgot to hit her.
I made them quit their jobs, then I gave them to my niggas.
I gave her a [G#] lost startup money and put her in [C#] a rental.
I sent my Ethiopian to go pray at the temple.
I flood her house with diamonds just to pray, it's so expensive.
She taste the holy water, so for me it's beneficial.
[C#m] She caught the holy ghost when I gave her the [C#] presents.
I'm the cousin, cousin, cousin.
Michael Bay's the Marjah Licka.
Key:
C#
C#m
G#m
G#
C#
C#m
G#m
G#
Southside on the track, yeah! _ _ _ _
Ha ha!
[C#] Baby Charlie, look.
_ _ [C#m] _
_ _ Yeah!
Check it out, the bank gon' put it up.
Got my main hoe put up.
Straight off the lot, gon' put it up.
My last two foreigns put up.
Straight out the bank, gon' put it up.
Everybody hood, gon' put up.
I got a momma's ass with the racks.
The homie that I ran with the diner.
Every week, I change my clout.
Got a fitness store in my house.
Got a Bentley garage in my house.
Got a watch in my wrist, cause I out.
My bitch ain't sleep at my house.
Make her sleep at the hotel now.
And when you talk to me, you talking off cap.
And you [G#m] damn good looking like tap.
I was [C#] always ready for the paps.
People R&B bitch my lap.
I done been in here without a doubt.
But I still had to ride with that scrap.
Yellow diamond like bananas, cap.
Puss dirty money, yellow no cap.
Rock your face, Margella, that cap.
Red bitch sitting in a rental, no cap.
I can turn the pedal.
I can turn the pedal.
Bad bitch out of ghetto.
E-Lake Middle.
I'm about to get better.
Still talking with the griddle.
Roll around some brill.
Get Don Michael, tell him.
I'm about to prove it to these fuckers.
Yes, this might be smarter, mother fucker, than Ruckels.
I'ma lean back in the back seat, suck like lolly suckers.
Like my dad said, I love it.
Back stab the bitch.
Like on my, on my.
My little brother keep the stick on the seat.
He gon' flip, flip, flip, til your heart stop beat.
I'm a song six nigga in a ride, in a farm.
Fuck a bad yellow bitch, anytime I get bored, nigga.
I'm a child on these streets, nigga.
Switch my bitch, watch her beat, nigga.
1.5 in my gold yard.
You don't need a way bigger surfboard.
I bust down my plane, got mashed up with bezel.
I flew her out to Vegas, where the God forgot to hit her.
I made them quit their jobs, then I gave them to my niggas.
I gave her a [G#] lost startup money and put her in [C#] a rental.
I sent my Ethiopian to go pray at the temple.
I flood her house with diamonds just to pray, it's so expensive.
She taste the holy water, so for me it's beneficial.
[C#m] She caught the holy ghost when I gave her the [C#] presents.
I'm the cousin, cousin, cousin.
Michael Bay's the Marjah Licka. _ _ _ _ _ _
Ha ha!
[C#] Baby Charlie, look.
_ _ [C#m] _
_ _ Yeah!
Check it out, the bank gon' put it up.
Got my main hoe put up.
Straight off the lot, gon' put it up.
My last two foreigns put up.
Straight out the bank, gon' put it up.
Everybody hood, gon' put up.
I got a momma's ass with the racks.
The homie that I ran with the diner.
Every week, I change my clout.
Got a fitness store in my house.
Got a Bentley garage in my house.
Got a watch in my wrist, cause I out.
My bitch ain't sleep at my house.
Make her sleep at the hotel now.
And when you talk to me, you talking off cap.
And you [G#m] damn good looking like tap.
I was [C#] always ready for the paps.
People R&B bitch my lap.
I done been in here without a doubt.
But I still had to ride with that scrap.
Yellow diamond like bananas, cap.
Puss dirty money, yellow no cap.
Rock your face, Margella, that cap.
Red bitch sitting in a rental, no cap.
I can turn the pedal.
I can turn the pedal.
Bad bitch out of ghetto.
E-Lake Middle.
I'm about to get better.
Still talking with the griddle.
Roll around some brill.
Get Don Michael, tell him.
I'm about to prove it to these fuckers.
Yes, this might be smarter, mother fucker, than Ruckels.
I'ma lean back in the back seat, suck like lolly suckers.
Like my dad said, I love it.
Back stab the bitch.
Like on my, on my.
My little brother keep the stick on the seat.
He gon' flip, flip, flip, til your heart stop beat.
I'm a song six nigga in a ride, in a farm.
Fuck a bad yellow bitch, anytime I get bored, nigga.
I'm a child on these streets, nigga.
Switch my bitch, watch her beat, nigga.
1.5 in my gold yard.
You don't need a way bigger surfboard.
I bust down my plane, got mashed up with bezel.
I flew her out to Vegas, where the God forgot to hit her.
I made them quit their jobs, then I gave them to my niggas.
I gave her a [G#] lost startup money and put her in [C#] a rental.
I sent my Ethiopian to go pray at the temple.
I flood her house with diamonds just to pray, it's so expensive.
She taste the holy water, so for me it's beneficial.
[C#m] She caught the holy ghost when I gave her the [C#] presents.
I'm the cousin, cousin, cousin.
Michael Bay's the Marjah Licka. _ _ _ _ _ _