Chords for Kevin Gates - Let It Sing [Official Audio]

Nigga I'mma tell you me talk about something
_ You 20% more in it
Just stay down
Nigga you control the way I am
Flex star Billie [G] Jean, yes sir
Everyday she don't trust a nigga
Nigga I don't trust a wedding ring
Flex star Billie Jean, yes sir
Everyday she don't trust a nigga
Nigga I don't trust a wedding ring
Gap a bun, bada boom
Gap a bun, bada bing
Great choice, I can't see
Marika Franklin, let it sing
Gap a bun, bada boom
Gap a bun, bada bing
Great choice, I [C] can't see
Marika Franklin, [Ab] let it sing
Sip out the canister, holdin' up counter
But some not permitted to cross in the counter
To fire my manager, Robert Ori in the game
Switch play story, stay the same
Fell, came in the mail, bust it down
You would think I'm Tory Lanez
Broke, prayin' for a whole thang
Got the text and the Lord came
Flex on him like I'm Billy
Bought a new hip, this ho a hitman
Tryna get next to me like I'm Kristen
You think I'm really bout to let you get me?
You think I'm really bout to let you bill it?
You think you really post to get a bitch?
While you do a stalk, other hoes pages
You cannot afford a payment on a civic _ _
Keep it professional when you DM me
You know you're supposed to be all in my business
Copying [G] everything that I deliver
DMZ, I'm fightin' with dreams
We cannot do this in front of the children
Dab in the shit, she gon' go get a pill
Sonata so crazy, probably will kill me
Look what you did me
Stop, Billie Jean
Y'all can stop, everyday
She don't trust a nigga
Nigga, I don't trust a wedding ring
Like, stop, Billie Jean
Y'all can stop, [Ab] everyday
She don't trust a nigga
Nigga, I don't trust a wedding ring
Yabba-gawd, yabba-boom, [C] yabba-gawd
Yabba-bing, great [Ab] jaw
I can't see you, Aretha Franklin
Let it sing
Yabba-gawd, yabba-boom, yabba-gawd
Yabba-bing, great jaw
I can't see you, Aretha Franklin
Let it sing
Fuckin' up, let me do what I want
Gold Rollin', touch cutter, gon' launch in Cali
Just call me an ally, you tell me the addy and daddy gon' punch
Crunch time, gotta count on the clutch
Bust down, not the hope of the blubber
Can open the pipe or un-dope in the cup
Pardon the body, bout to open it up
Big body doors openin' up
Big Jamaican [Gm] unloadin' the truck
[Ab] Big weight bout to go in the trunk
Bad bitch get me burnin' the trunk
Just chill, four-time in a month
250 bookin', show him a cuff
Happen like they got more than us
Matter of fact, I just ordered up
Shoplift and they recorded us
Remember back on the model bus?
I can remember you treated me shitty back then
Guess I wasn't important enough
Straight from the back, how I'm grippin' a bitch
Throw a dick in her kidney, she ballin' up
In the mirror, I glisten, a button ignition
The engine gon' hot when I start it up
Oh, flex, stop, MJ, I can stop
Every day, she don't trust a nigga
Nigga, I don't trust her, where the ring
Flex, stop, MJ, I can stop
Every day, [G] she don't trust a nigga
Nigga, I don't trust her, where the ring
Gapagorn, by the bone
Gapagorn, by the vein
Rachel, I can't see
Aretha Franklin, let it sing
Gapagorn, by the bone
Gapagorn, by the vein
Rachel, I can't see
Aretha [Ab] Franklin, let it sing
Hey, forgive me
If I'm not in _ _ _ _ _
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with you, you're in
And now you fuckin' playin' with me _
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