Chords for King Von - Broke Opps (Official Video)

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_ [D] DJ on the beat, so it's a bang [Cm]
Pull [Fm] up and get up, that [D] bullet ripped through
his tissue and tore out his breast [Cm] It was [Fm] a nickel, and it's a guff, [D] and that
bitch sound like [Cm] a missile He know [G] I'm official, you're not a wolf in
this shit, boy, you know I'm [Cm] a gifter And when nobody with him, I [Gm] wore a nine and
a six, [Cm] can't nobody fit him I [Fm] pop a perky at 30, [D] I'm hiding the bitch,
boy, ain't nobody [Cm] hurt If I [F] take a L, I'm back on that corner, [D] I'm
hustling, ain't [Cm] nobody served Get booked, [G] cause somebody's up
He told I know that I'm serviced [Cm]
Get caught, [Gm] I'm closing his curtains
We [D] scold, another confirmed [Cm]
His [F] manager bitch, all [D] of this ice on my wrist
and it feel like a crib [Cm]
Speaking [F] of crib, cook it your whore, I [G] be
climbing all up in [Cm] that chimney We seeing [G] the whore, she friend, ain't seeing
me going, he miss [Cm] it Won't see me [G] in the back of a villa, hop out
[D] and I'm blowing this rent [Ab] it Walk up, [D] ain't doing no drive-ass, your MVP
that bitch [Cm] my sideline Just a wild [F] lil' nigga from the South Side,
[Eb] nigga killed your homie on the [Cm] income metal side
Fucked your bitch [Gm] on purpose Them bo's came in, we [Cm] workin'
My soul [D] come on, she twerkin' All eyes be broke, they heard [Cm] me
My niggas, [F] they do official [Dm] Send a text, they get right with [Cm] you
Y'all was so up playing Mookie [F] in the middle We was [D] tryna put on for some girls [Cm] when I was little
He still alive, we gon' meet him [G] at the spittin' On the jail call, gotta talk in the room
[Cm] I said she love me, [D] she gon' tap my niche Nigga [G] move fast, I'll get the blunt like a whistle
[Cm]
Fuck that, [F] let's talk about Louis and Mary [D] and Gucci and Prada and shit
[Cm]
When I go to [F] the store, they close the left door [D] and they bringing me bottles [Cm] and shit
Fuck that, [Gm] let's talk about that lil' 150 [G] I spent with my lawyer on shit
[Cm] My gun don't punch your kit [Gm] Get with this shit or get hit in your shit
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Pull [F] up and get up, that bullet ripped [D] through his tits to a twat his wrist
[Cm]
It was [F] a nickel, and it's a Glock [Cm] And that bitch sound like a missile
He know [G] I'm official You're not a wolf in this shit, boy, you know I'm [Cm] a gitch
And when nobody with [G] us, I wore that 9 to shoes, so can't nobody [Cm] fit us
Walk up, [F] ain't doing no drive-ass, [D] your MVP that bitch [Cm] my sideline
Just a wild [F] lil' nigga from the South Side, [Gm] nigga killed your homie on the [Cm] income metal side
Fucked your bitch [G] on purpose Them bulls came in, we [Cm] workin'
My soul [G] come on, she twerkin' All our ass [D] be broke, they heard it
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