Chords for Mike Will Made It - Don't Trust [Feat. Juicy J]
Tempo:
104.9 bpm
Chords used:
C
Ab
G
Cm
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C]
[Fm]
Yeah, [C] yeah, who [Ab] I be?
Juicy J, one bitch won't do shit I gotta fuck two a day, always bout getting paid, paper
chasing and I can't let a single dollar get away, blowing money like we smoke, spend a
couple bands just to make it all double back, on the block like a running back, put the
chopper at your ass, have your tough ass running laps.
These niggas beefing with each other over lame assholes, seen the same bitch suck a
dick in the club for some [C] rosé mold, [Ab] a few words of advice, better keep my name off your
tape young nigga, [G] I got niggas that'll kill for me if I say that word they gon' pull that
trigger, once again I be going in, I be at these niggas necks like a violin, [C] nigga fucked
up gotta go and try again, 1-800-GET-RICH-BROKE nigga dial in, let me tell you people what
a boss is, you ain't rich if you still got broke friends, cause you know they still hating
on a nigga, trying to get some money they gon' send you up the river, I don't trust
these hoes, and I don't trust these niggas, I don't trust these hoes, and I don't trust
these niggas, I don't get caught up though, I pull them triggas, I don't trust these hoes,
and
[G] I don't trust these [C] niggas, I can't a nigga trust anyone of you clowns, when [Ab] my
own family let me down, everybody in this motherfucker hands out, bullseye on the motherfucker
[C] grands [Ab] out, sore thumb swag niggas know I stand out, pull up in the casper then the
bitches ran out, neck shine like police lights niggas looking, savory hood like [Ab] street light
beefs cooking, flash money round rap the hoes they gon' steal, bitch fuck with my money
and somebody getting killed, gotta watch these niggas, [Cm] gotta watch these bitches, I
trust my child but I watch my [Ab] riches, so they game up like snitches, fuck snitches, you
niggas coming up sharp like midgets, I truck that keefa shit one thousand, with the niggas
who drip it [G] one thousand, I'm a hustle fuck lounging, when I didn't have shit you didn't
come arounding, thought shit was my bitch, she was your bitch, her bitch is bitch of
a show bitch, you caught feelings now you wanna kill her, don't get upset dawg that's
the real her, these bitches love giving head, love spinning bread, selling pussy on the
low, I don't trust these hoes, [Cm] and [C]
I don't trust these niggas, I don't trust these hoes,
and I don't trust these niggas, I don't get caught up though, I pull them tricks, I don't
trust these [G] hoes, and I don't trust these niggas.
[Fm]
Yeah, [C] yeah, who [Ab] I be?
Juicy J, one bitch won't do shit I gotta fuck two a day, always bout getting paid, paper
chasing and I can't let a single dollar get away, blowing money like we smoke, spend a
couple bands just to make it all double back, on the block like a running back, put the
chopper at your ass, have your tough ass running laps.
These niggas beefing with each other over lame assholes, seen the same bitch suck a
dick in the club for some [C] rosé mold, [Ab] a few words of advice, better keep my name off your
tape young nigga, [G] I got niggas that'll kill for me if I say that word they gon' pull that
trigger, once again I be going in, I be at these niggas necks like a violin, [C] nigga fucked
up gotta go and try again, 1-800-GET-RICH-BROKE nigga dial in, let me tell you people what
a boss is, you ain't rich if you still got broke friends, cause you know they still hating
on a nigga, trying to get some money they gon' send you up the river, I don't trust
these hoes, and I don't trust these niggas, I don't trust these hoes, and I don't trust
these niggas, I don't get caught up though, I pull them triggas, I don't trust these hoes,
and
[G] I don't trust these [C] niggas, I can't a nigga trust anyone of you clowns, when [Ab] my
own family let me down, everybody in this motherfucker hands out, bullseye on the motherfucker
[C] grands [Ab] out, sore thumb swag niggas know I stand out, pull up in the casper then the
bitches ran out, neck shine like police lights niggas looking, savory hood like [Ab] street light
beefs cooking, flash money round rap the hoes they gon' steal, bitch fuck with my money
and somebody getting killed, gotta watch these niggas, [Cm] gotta watch these bitches, I
trust my child but I watch my [Ab] riches, so they game up like snitches, fuck snitches, you
niggas coming up sharp like midgets, I truck that keefa shit one thousand, with the niggas
who drip it [G] one thousand, I'm a hustle fuck lounging, when I didn't have shit you didn't
come arounding, thought shit was my bitch, she was your bitch, her bitch is bitch of
a show bitch, you caught feelings now you wanna kill her, don't get upset dawg that's
the real her, these bitches love giving head, love spinning bread, selling pussy on the
low, I don't trust these hoes, [Cm] and [C]
I don't trust these niggas, I don't trust these hoes,
and I don't trust these niggas, I don't get caught up though, I pull them tricks, I don't
trust these [G] hoes, and I don't trust these niggas.
Key:
C
Ab
G
Cm
Fm
C
Ab
G
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Yeah, [C] yeah, who [Ab] I be?
Juicy J, one bitch won't do shit I gotta fuck two a day, always bout getting paid, paper
chasing and I can't let a single dollar get away, blowing money like we smoke, spend a
couple bands just to make it all double back, on the block like a running back, put the
chopper at your ass, have your tough ass running laps.
_ These niggas beefing with each other over lame assholes, seen the same bitch suck a
dick in the club for some [C] rosé mold, [Ab] a few words of advice, better keep my name off your
tape young nigga, [G] I got niggas that'll kill for me if I say that word they gon' pull that
trigger, once again I be going in, I be at these niggas necks like a violin, [C] nigga fucked
up gotta go and try again, 1-800-GET-RICH-BROKE nigga dial in, let me tell you people what
a boss is, you ain't rich if you still got broke friends, cause you know they still hating
on a nigga, trying to get some money they gon' send you up the river, I don't trust
these _ hoes, _ _ _ _ _ _ and I don't trust these niggas, I don't trust these hoes, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ and I don't trust
these niggas, I don't get caught up though, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ I pull them triggas, I don't trust these _ hoes,
and _ _
_ _ _ [G] I don't trust these [C] niggas, I can't a nigga trust anyone of you clowns, when [Ab] my
own family let me down, everybody in this motherfucker hands out, bullseye on the motherfucker
[C] grands [Ab] out, sore thumb swag niggas know I stand out, pull up in the casper then the
bitches ran out, neck shine like police lights niggas looking, savory hood like [Ab] street light
beefs cooking, flash money round rap the hoes they gon' steal, bitch fuck with my money
and somebody getting killed, gotta watch these niggas, [Cm] gotta watch these bitches, I
trust my child but I watch my [Ab] riches, so they game up like snitches, fuck snitches, you
niggas coming up sharp like midgets, I truck that keefa shit one thousand, with the niggas
who drip it [G] one thousand, I'm a hustle fuck lounging, when I didn't have shit you didn't
come arounding, thought shit was my bitch, she was your bitch, her bitch is bitch of
a show bitch, you caught feelings now you wanna kill her, don't get upset dawg that's
the real her, these bitches love giving head, love spinning bread, selling pussy on the
low, I don't trust these hoes, _ [Cm] and _ [C] _
_ _ _ I don't trust these niggas, I don't trust these _ hoes, _ _ _ _
_ _ and I don't trust these niggas, I don't get caught up though, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ I pull them tricks, I don't
trust these _ _ [G] hoes, _ and _ _ _ I don't trust these niggas. _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Yeah, [C] yeah, who [Ab] I be?
Juicy J, one bitch won't do shit I gotta fuck two a day, always bout getting paid, paper
chasing and I can't let a single dollar get away, blowing money like we smoke, spend a
couple bands just to make it all double back, on the block like a running back, put the
chopper at your ass, have your tough ass running laps.
_ These niggas beefing with each other over lame assholes, seen the same bitch suck a
dick in the club for some [C] rosé mold, [Ab] a few words of advice, better keep my name off your
tape young nigga, [G] I got niggas that'll kill for me if I say that word they gon' pull that
trigger, once again I be going in, I be at these niggas necks like a violin, [C] nigga fucked
up gotta go and try again, 1-800-GET-RICH-BROKE nigga dial in, let me tell you people what
a boss is, you ain't rich if you still got broke friends, cause you know they still hating
on a nigga, trying to get some money they gon' send you up the river, I don't trust
these _ hoes, _ _ _ _ _ _ and I don't trust these niggas, I don't trust these hoes, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ and I don't trust
these niggas, I don't get caught up though, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ I pull them triggas, I don't trust these _ hoes,
and _ _
_ _ _ [G] I don't trust these [C] niggas, I can't a nigga trust anyone of you clowns, when [Ab] my
own family let me down, everybody in this motherfucker hands out, bullseye on the motherfucker
[C] grands [Ab] out, sore thumb swag niggas know I stand out, pull up in the casper then the
bitches ran out, neck shine like police lights niggas looking, savory hood like [Ab] street light
beefs cooking, flash money round rap the hoes they gon' steal, bitch fuck with my money
and somebody getting killed, gotta watch these niggas, [Cm] gotta watch these bitches, I
trust my child but I watch my [Ab] riches, so they game up like snitches, fuck snitches, you
niggas coming up sharp like midgets, I truck that keefa shit one thousand, with the niggas
who drip it [G] one thousand, I'm a hustle fuck lounging, when I didn't have shit you didn't
come arounding, thought shit was my bitch, she was your bitch, her bitch is bitch of
a show bitch, you caught feelings now you wanna kill her, don't get upset dawg that's
the real her, these bitches love giving head, love spinning bread, selling pussy on the
low, I don't trust these hoes, _ [Cm] and _ [C] _
_ _ _ I don't trust these niggas, I don't trust these _ hoes, _ _ _ _
_ _ and I don't trust these niggas, I don't get caught up though, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ I pull them tricks, I don't
trust these _ _ [G] hoes, _ and _ _ _ I don't trust these niggas. _