Chords for Jay Critch “Don’t @ Me” (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video)

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_ _ [Am] I'm [Bm] like, fuck all the [C] talking, nigga, I'ma get it without a doubt, [E] ayy
I'm the nigga she be [C] stressing bout, do the type to go [Am] stress her out, [F#] ayy
Knots in my [C] pockets, I feel like I gotta go and walk it out, [Bm] ayy
Tell them to [C] stop it, you know they gon' do the most for the clout
I [E] play the game like a athlete, [C] ever since I got money, she jacking me
Leave it [E] all on her face like it's agony, [C] I bring up the racks like a [Am] track meet
It ain't [F#] no GPS, she can't track me, [C] I'm the hottest youngin', don't at me
I'm the [E] hood fade, don't at me, [Am] if you throwing shade, nigga, at me
Cause [Bm] they moving strange, they start telling [Am] lies when that hate stop working
Send my thirties out [Bm] lurking, I'm tryna get them walks [C] like detergent
They be [Am] looking real nervous in [Bm] person, call my [C] accountant to see how my check look
I don't want her unless [Bm] she got a checkbook, [B] diamonds fighting, you get [G#m] hit with a left hook
We ain't fighting, got the [B] thunder like Westbrook, rings on me [C] like Bill Russell
Tips in my pockets, no ruffles, [B] stuffing all the blue hundreds [C] inside of the duffel
Put all my [Am] women on shuffle, [B] fuck her two times but she won't get no [C] Fendi
I know they [C] wish they could stop it and end me, [B] already know that these niggas they plotting ain't [Am] envy
I come from a block where they not so [Bm] friendly, put a duce up, [C] she getting tipsy
How I gave her dick, she gotta [B] tip me, I'm precocious, I'm [C] riding with 50
[Am] Counting blue hundreds, I RP [F#] Nipsey, RP [C] Aggie, came a long way from my Levi's baggy
[B] She look good, got a bag, I'm shagging, I'm running right [Am] back to the cash like Madden
[E] I was so broke, had to get what I [C] can, white Montclair, I'm the Michelin man
[Bm] He was [B] talking, we ran into the man, what your homies did when shit hit the fan?
I [Bm] need more [Em] money, less [C] cordays, bag so big, throw whatever, make the floor shake
[B] Eyes so big, fuck around and make [C] the floor break, girl I'm in a rush, give [Am] me head, no foreplay
[B] I'm making plays, I don't watch what [Am] a hater say, shoot a crossover, hit him with a fade away
[B] Shoot a crossover, he drumming like [C] 808, don't even know what the fuck that I made today
[B] Niggas ain't want to see me eat, but [C] I made a plate, and then I wrapped up a plate for the team
[B] Niggas frontin' shit is not what [C] it seems, they got [B] followers, they ain't got no green
_ Fuck all the [C] talking, nigga I'ma get it without a doubt
[E] I'm the nigga she be [C] stressing bout, do the type to go stress her [F#] out
Nights in [C] my pockets, I feel like I gotta go and walk it out
[Bm] _ Tell them [C] to stop it, you know they gon' do the [E] most for the clout
I play the game like a [C] athlete, ever since I got money she jacking me
Leave [E] it all on her face like it's [C] agony, I bring up the racks like [Am] a track meet
It [F#] ain't no TPS, she can't track [C] me, I'm the hottest youngin', don't at me
I'm [B] the hood fade, don't at me, if you throwing shade, nigga [Am] at me
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