Chords for JT Money (ft. Sole) - "Who Dat" Unedited

Holy shit, check, yeah!
[D] Put em up!
Put em up!
Shake these money, [N] baby!
Throw them up!
Throw them [F#] up!
Shake this money!
Who [G] that?
_ Who that?
Huh?
Who that?
Who that?
Who [F#m] that? Oh, [G#] Jesus!
Yo, who that all [G#m] brand niggas tryna hang with the clique?
Flossin' like you came with the clique, but would [D] you bang with the clique if they was thick?
Or do you just ride dick?
[F] Gafler, I don't know you niggas, tell me who [F#] you with!
If you ain't with the squad, [N] you bound to get caught.
Such a boy runnin' mob, real niggas runnin' y'all [D] round.
Here we flow free, don't fuck with O.V.
You get fried, niggas might be the [N] police.
Aye, aye, aye, [D] aye, aye, aye, aye!
Aye [B] nigga!
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye!
Who you?
Who that, who that?
[N] Huh?
Who that, who that?
Tryna get up in [F#] my booth, Show!
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye!
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[F#m] Who that, who that, who [F#] that?
Who that?
Tryna get up in my booth
Me and my girls roll in deep, representing [G] souls
Buncha fly ass bitches, [G#] when we ride the shores
See them niggas on hold
[B] Dropping digital phones, [A#] asking me where you from
Cause they want the [F#m] clothes, nigga
Them lines, they spit, they want my [G#] shit
But game, beware, I turn my back
Then I hear [G] this niggas in sickness
Telling [F#m] lies and spick and [C#] span
Well you know your [D#m] bitch is hot fashion
Niggas [F#] in the hood still say
Who the hell is that nigga?
[G#] No chance, blue down
Who said to smoke this?
[N] Have red on nigga, don't go through this bitch
So you can lie, nigga
Don't even try, nigga
[G#] You make it claim that you ain't looking [F#m] fine, nigga
Don't know your name
It still [E] remains that you stay
This fuck [F#m] so blessed
Every time it's on the back burner
Tracking you, niggas, earn stacks
Dicks [F] jacked, to that feminine
With a [F#] whip, that [G] rock
Aye, yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Aye, yai, yai
Aye, yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Who that?
[F#m] Who that?
Who that?
Huh?
Who that?
Trying to get up in my hood
Aye, [F#] yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Aye, yai, yai
Aye, yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Who that?
Who that?
Who that?
[G#m] Huh?
Who that?
Who that?
Who that?
I'm a city legend, [D] every up in this motherfucker
Better [N] than in this game, it's still bringing ruckus
Never had no time for tricks or no buffers
I only fuck with that real, I got no love for suckers
All these tiny ass [G#] niggas be wanting what I choose
Ain't got the slightest of clues, I'll either pay the dues
Spin these hoes going crazy if I'm [Am] paid, baby
The way you [N] show me your love is by the way you pay me
I can't [F#] go big clothes or stay outside of mine
Just know I keep niggas up and grumped by the bottom line
Motherfuckin' be [G#] all up in a nigga's bed
Tryna [A#] fuck with my shit just like a cock wedge
Nigga watch that [F#m] shit, aye
Aye, yai, yai, yai, yai, [E] [F#] yai
Aye, yai, yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Who that?
Who that?
[F#m] Who that?
Who that?
Huh?
[C#] Who that?
Who that?
Tryna [D#] pick up in my [G] Casio
Aye, [F#] yai, yai, yai, yai, yai, yai
Aye, [B] yai, yai, yai, yai, [F#m] yai, yai
Who that?
Who that?
Who that?
Who that?
[N] Huh?
Who that?
Who that?
Tryna get up in my cubby on a chain, nigga
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