Chords for Moneybagg Yo - Motion God (Official Music Video)

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_ [Gb] _ _ [Eb] _ _ I'ma get it, let's get it, nigga, uh, [Ebm] uh, yeah Go!
See my eyes, read them off these meds [Eb] Off the love, they do that [Ebm] for me
I ain't got put nothin' on this head [Eb] Got these bitches out they body
[Ebm] And these niggas in they [Eb] chest I post these racks up just to [Ebm] motivate
My niggas ain't tryna flex [Eb] Don't go broke tryna try that
Cause, yeah, we come private jet These rappers need a stylish band
But I ain't used to stylish yet Signed a million dollar contract
And my boss is still a tech Wake up, check my bank account
Phone numbers in that [Bb] bitch, I'm blessed I'm like, yes, what's the word?
Smoke and gumbo herb I'm on third right now
In the air, I'm free as a bird Plus, I'm fly right now
Talkin' slur, can't pronounce a verb In this booth right now
Full of syrup, I might kiss the curb In this coupe right now
Plenty of [Ebm] fancy cars Got too many, [Abm] it's a whole lot of [Ebm] emotions
involved Know I'm heavy, [Eb] diamonds and tattoos
Cover [Ebm] my scars [Eb] New Cali bulletproof, cost [Ebm] 300 lives
It's necessary Make a killin', it's a crime what I charge
How [Eb] much you want?
I got some racks and got the fuck outta
[Ebm] dimes Man, I was gone
I pop my shit, them folk gon' pay me the bomb Show must go on
Cut that bitch off, she ain't pick up when I call
If I did that, then I'd be wrong, wrong I just hit another city
[Eb] No need to look around for him [Ebm] I brought these vibes with me
Fresh [Ab] out the press, a coupe [Ebm] 700, all Benjis
[Eb] Still sippin' walk, I get the [Ebm] Sprite And post some lines in it
[Eb] Can't see my eye tinted Made her in my moving piece
Smoothest motion you done seen This shit here gon' sell itself
Just wait that coupe on top of the beam One of my hoes shop at Chanel
One of my hoes can't stay off sheen You sold that [Bb] bitch so many drinks
With [Bbm] pillow talk and go to [Eb] sleep I can't go like Pac
Bulletproof cause they takin' shots Been reppin' it round the world
Now my hood a [Ab] famous block [Eb] Got plenty of hoes, clothes, shows, bows
Primary goals, I need me some more I'm [Bb] goin' up like the Lambo of vintage
or a dog Plenty [Ebm] of fancy cars Got too [Abm] many, it's a whole lot of
emotion [Ebm] involved Diamonds [Eb] and tattoos [Ebm] cover my scars
New Cadillac Bulletproof cost 300 lives [Eb] Make a killin', it's a crime what I charge
I got some racks and got the fuck outta dodge I pop my shit, them folk gon' pay me the bars
Cut that bitch off, she ain't pick up when I call
If I did that, it'd not [Bb] be wrong, [Eb] wrong _ _ _ _ _
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