Chords for Lets Go

Tempo:
119.95 bpm
Chords used:

Ebm

Eb

Gm

Abm

B

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Lets Go chords
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[Eb] My number if you wanna come [B] and get that good gas [F] bag get it to you by the six-pack
[Ebm] You've been by the motherfucking boat fuck the chick tell me [Gm] me to get [Eb] a pea just hit my track
You're trying to get blown like a XO ain't no motherfucking sick trash [Ebm] pot getting packed like a motherfucking kick everybody in this motherfucker
Trying to get some crack got some bitches want some [Abm] balls like a fucking key
[Eb] Can't got your brother trying to scold the running bro
Where you at got your bitch all in the back sucking [Abm] dick off in the leg got your [Ebm] plug at the remote a fucker running get
Him dead.
I'm in the bottle business.
I know similar.
I can't take her out the dinner
Fuck the bitch won't hit her back.
I can't come for I just cut her.
I can't you so now now
I don't even want to meet up if it ain't about no rags
I don't even want to see you if it ain't about a stay make a paddle do some baffling ass
Trampoline yay selling beans sipping lean in the middle of the day hit the ops with a K make a pussy nigga lay walk
I'll in your spot make a nigga walk me to the safe
Let a nigga think it's fake like cologne let it spray like now facetime like a phone in his face
If nobody say shit, I bet when we get away we gonna hit it [Fm] won't miss a bitch won't leave [Ebm] the tray.
Let's go
I just ran up with a snow
I just hit a lick on them and I ain't even kick a dough trying to scold just pop up at the spot or meet
Me at the store if you pop up on my blog don't do no not can't you just blow get a pound but sit down
You can't even get a you better come with every dollar cuz I ain't taking no show
Introducing with a thuka when he walk up on the pole.
We'll smoke it like a hookah burn a nigga like a pope now
Let's gonna keep it.
So don't come at me on the pro
I'll eat diamonds on my body got a nigga looking so I'm in but bitches used to laughing a nigga like I'm a dope now
These bitches want to suck a nigga dick until they choke.
I ain't tripping slip it in the throat.
Fuck it.
Let her go
I gotta go.
I gotta get back to my [Dbm] bitch.
I let her know I started [Ebm] trapping in a Honda
I'm just trying to snatch a go fuck the internet beeping we get to wake up or post fuck the infrared and fuck a scope
We want them up close
This is with a pole you can tell I've been pushing away come my pockets on swole fuck a job
I'm in the kitchen bitch.
I'm living off the stove anything a nigga touch a guarantee.
I get it
So I got a big booty ball hit it bitch and borrow she gonna stuff it if I tell her she gonna make sure that it's gone
Ain't no capping rapping dishes and no shit up in the song.
Let's go.
I just ran up with a snow
I just hit a lick on them and I ain't even kick a dough
You're trying to scope just pop up at the spot or meet me at the store if you pop up on my blog don't do
No, not can you just blow get a pound but sit down you can't even get a you better come with every dollar cuz I ain't
Taking no show introducing with a thuka when he walk up on the pole
We'll smoke you like a hookah burn a nigga like a post now.
That's gonna keep it
So don't come at me on the pro Ali diamonds on my body got a nigga looking so I'm in but bitches used to laughing a
Nigga, like I'm a dope nanny bitches want to suck a nigga dick until they choke
I ain't tripping slip it in the throat fuck a let her go.
I gotta go.
I gotta get back to my bitch
I let her know I started trapping in a Honda
I'm just trying to snatch a go fuck the internet [Gm] beeping we get to rock the ball pole.
Let's
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Ebm
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Eb
12341116
Gm
123111113
Abm
123111114
B
12341112
Ebm
13421116
Eb
12341116
Gm
123111113
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[Eb] My number if you wanna come [B] and get that good gas [F] bag get it to you by the six-pack
[Ebm] You've been by the motherfucking boat fuck the chick tell me [Gm] me to get [Eb] a pea just hit my track
You're trying to get blown like a XO ain't no motherfucking sick trash [Ebm] pot getting packed like a motherfucking kick everybody in this motherfucker
Trying to get some crack got some bitches want some [Abm] balls like a fucking key
[Eb] Can't got your brother trying to scold the running bro
Where you at got your bitch all in the back sucking [Abm] dick off in the leg got your [Ebm] plug at the remote a fucker running get
Him dead.
I'm in the bottle business.
I know similar.
I can't take her out the dinner
Fuck the bitch won't hit her back.
I can't come for I just cut her.
I can't you so now now
I don't even want to meet up if it ain't about no rags
I don't even want to see you if it ain't about a stay make a paddle do some baffling ass
Trampoline yay selling beans sipping lean in the middle of the day hit the ops with a K make a pussy nigga lay walk
I'll in your spot make a nigga walk me to the safe
Let a nigga think it's fake like cologne let it spray like now facetime like a phone in his face
If nobody say shit, I bet when we get away we gonna hit it [Fm] won't miss a bitch won't leave [Ebm] the tray.
Let's go
I just ran up with a snow
I just hit a lick on them and I ain't even kick a dough trying to scold just pop up at the spot or meet
Me at the store if you pop up on my blog don't do no not can't you just blow get a pound but sit down
You can't even get a you better come with every dollar cuz I ain't taking no show
Introducing with a thuka when he walk up on the pole.
We'll smoke it like a hookah burn a nigga like a pope now
Let's gonna keep it.
So don't come at me on the pro
I'll eat diamonds on my body got a nigga looking so I'm in but bitches used to laughing a nigga like I'm a dope now
These bitches want to suck a nigga dick until they choke.
I ain't tripping slip it in the throat.
Fuck it.
Let her go
I gotta go.
I gotta get back to my [Dbm] bitch.
I let her know I started [Ebm] trapping in a Honda
I'm just trying to snatch a go fuck the internet beeping we get to wake up or post fuck the infrared and fuck a scope
We want them up close
_ This is with a pole you can tell I've been pushing away come my pockets on swole fuck a job
I'm in the kitchen bitch.
I'm living off the stove anything a nigga touch a guarantee.
I get it
So I got a big booty ball hit it bitch and borrow she gonna stuff it if I tell her she gonna make sure that it's gone
Ain't no capping rapping dishes and no shit up in the song.
Let's go.
I just ran up with a snow
I just hit a lick on them and I ain't even kick a dough
You're trying to scope just pop up at the spot or meet me at the store if you pop up on my blog don't do
No, not can you just blow get a pound but sit down you can't even get a you better come with every dollar cuz I ain't
Taking no show introducing with a thuka when he walk up on the pole
We'll smoke you like a hookah burn a nigga like a post now.
That's gonna keep it
So don't come at me on the pro Ali diamonds on my body got a nigga looking so I'm in but bitches used to laughing a
Nigga, like I'm a dope nanny bitches want to suck a nigga dick until they choke
I ain't tripping slip it in the throat fuck a let her go.
I gotta go.
I gotta get back to my bitch
I let her know I started trapping in a Honda
I'm just trying to snatch a go fuck the internet [Gm] beeping we get to rock the ball pole.
Let's

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