Chords for Jo Bandz x Nas EBK x Set Da Trend - Dont Trip (Shot by KLO Vizionz)

_ _ _ _ I'm smoking on the [D#] cake, smoking on the cake, [C#m] I'm a fireman, I'm a [D#] _ fireman, I'm a [A] fireman
I'm a fireman, I'm a fireman, [C#m] I'm a fireman
I'm a fireman, I'm a fireman, I'm a fireman
I'm a [G#] fireman, [A] I'm a fireman, I'm a fireman
Don't run, [D#] don't trip, this 40 gon' [C#m] hit em in the shit
Slide through, [G#] in the V, send shots getting low from the D's
[C#m] Can't go, can't lock, [F#m] so you know that I'm towing [C#m] in the strap
I see your opponents, you gon' put [G#] it out, I'ma just hop out the V to attack
[C#m] Look, and you know that I'm blitzing, V-Train's hopping, you know that we hitting
Look, they like, Nas, you [G#m] tripping, me and J-Hopper, we shoot [C#m] Scotty Pippen
And you know I ain't lacking, I'm a fireman, you know that I'm trapping
I know they hit em, they leaving [G#] them fractures, I'm taking risks and I'm getting the brackets
[C#m] Niggas fake, when I see you, [G#] I'm learning 07, [C#m] VOA 9, you on 10 to 11
Can't [G#m] go, swim up top, I poke [C#m] through the cold
I see your opp and I'm ready [D#] to blow, leave a nigga [C#m] right there in the snow
Spending it fast, they gave you cop [G#m] it, last nigga was funny, can't get like it
[C#m] Get that nigga, we gon' split that [G#m] nigga, stupid little nigga said I've [C#m] never been like him
Got the .45,
yeah, I always [G#] move fast, one wrong move, that's how I see it back
Time [A] running up, you get thrown to a pack, fuck all the opps that got dressed [C#m] like Matt
_ [D#] Fuck all the opps that got dressed like Matt
[A] I start pulling like a KD, shit, it's time to [C#m] play crazy
I'm on it, feel like a young [G#] Grady, throwing socks, they tryna play [A] me
From the block, never get lazy, [D#] 3-point clock, name [C#m] Stacy
Nigga fucking Stacy to my hands, bitch, goddamn [G#] nigga tryna play me
[C#m] I got action, I ain't got the smoke, if it's a [F#m] problem with me, [C#m] let me know
Niggas dissing, I ain't with the dissing, I'll [G#] fly through, need your mama mess
Got a [C#m] stick, watch me get the bitch straight, head tap me with the mess
Body packing love, now you with the feces, you [G#] _
[C#m] get sick
We think he a soldier, bitch [D#] tryna kick it like we in a [C#m] dojo
Don't wanna do it, we be basing it over, I'm in the spot
First nigga move it, if he get shot, brand new clock, let's get to the test
I wanna know who block y'all, bend it, Miz got here, y'all ain't learned [G#m] y'all lesson
Gay like Sector [C#m] Trek, you reckless, we got some [D#m] implants extended
How y'all [C#m] up on the score, y'all dying, sellin' dummy [G#] and niggas supplying
I [C#m] got five bucks, then you lying, then we got put in a pack, he [G#m] ain't flying
Selling the 7, [C#m] about to sell the Trey, 4, 5, 5, 6, I [G#] gotta be better
I'ma get good, you see on the [C#m] stretcher, how you got 7, took it on the high
I got a body, I'm cool, put him in a box, all he talking, all I do is get [G#] shot
Speaking of Jiggy, you [C#m] ready to die, I'ma get [A] the flak, I'm aiming [F#m] for your mind
I'ma pull his [C#m] rubber, he was sloppin' down, y'all can be the dignity, [G#m] yeah, that's in mind
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