Chords for Q DA FOOL "BAKK 2 BAKK" (Official Music Video) | Shot By @Reggie_Reggg

You call that over?
_ _ _ [B] _ _ _
Yo, what's up bro?
_ _ [E] _ _ _ [D]
Trying to get a money?
Yeah.
_ See, you must have came up, huh? _ _ _ _ _ _
Alright, okay.
_ _ _ You talk about you want a hundred,
then you be calling,
I don't want to be piling shit.
Say, this is the second time you try to do that shit.
[Abm] Sure, go on.
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _
_ [Abm] _ _ _ [E] _ Yeah, yeah.
[Abm] _
_ _ I [Abm] got them phone calls back and back.
I'm fucking [E] them poor star NCI.
[Abm] They think I'm doing fraud with these racks.
[E] I got a charge of COVID and masks.
I got a charge, they know that I tax.
All my guns lodged, they come [Abm] with a stack.
Get that back in and walk out with them bags.
All this paper [E] I'm stocking, this money gon' last.
[Abm] I got that shit in the truck, I ain't pulling over.
I [E] got them shooters like Villanova.
Hey bro, _ yeah, I'm about [C] to pull up in two minutes.
You know me, I'm about to pull up.
_ _ [A] _ _ [Abm] I got them hoes that you loving, [E] Villanova.
I'm spanking them twister with [Abm] baking soda.
It's hitting the road, I can't do no laying over.
You know I got the whole plan, order.
You better be on your shit or you'll get snaked like you rich.
The [E] trip just to shop and I fuck the run, split the quarter.
[Abm]
Turn up, [E] we bout to burn their ass down.
We [Abm] talking for real, bitch.
Don't play with me.
I keep my killers, they can't run all day with me.
All us be drilling, we [E] keep us a hundred pieces.
You can fuck how you feel, bitch, we [Abm] flexing, they hanging me.
I'm fixing the bitchy like you, can you stay with me?
No bro, I'm the feds, I caught that 50.
Better have a plan B, cause these streets [E] get tricky.
Bitch can't stand me, [Abm] cause the niggas stay busy.
You know I stay strapped and you know I stay lifted.
Fuck the small talk, getting straight to the bitch.
Go get my [E] funds though.
You a damn dummy if you [Abm] try to run her.
I ride on my AIP, you know it's one of.
All she want do is fuck so that bitch pick her son up.
Got two bros, I'm wearing both of them.
Used to drive the stow, now I got both of them.
No, I'm never folding, [E] I'm on a come up.
Bomb start [Abm] exploding, leaving you numb.
Can't believe that we rich, you should think we was dumb.
I take all [Abm] my wood and put it on the shelf.
She got the suck and the good, I'm a blessed son.
Leave all my stress in the woods, she had to play with my drug.
I'm on some bad shit, tryna get chatty.
Quit swear I be thugging wherever I go.
When it comes to the pressure, the brick got no cut.
I caught a head of a load.
I got them funk cars back to back.
[E] I'm fucking the poor star, is she hot?
They [Abm] think I'm doing fraud with these racks.
I got a charger, a coat with a mask.
I got a charger, they know that I tax.
All my guns larger, they come with a stand.
Get that back in and walk out with them bags.
All [E] this paper I'm stocking, this money gon' last.
I [Abm] got that shit in the truck, I ain't pulling over.
I got them shooters like Villanova.
I got them hoes that you love, bendin' over.
I'm [E] fractured and twisted with baking soda.
[Abm] It's hitting the road, I can't do no laying over.
[E] You know I got [Abm] the whole plan, know this.
Better be on your shit or get snaked like you rich before.
Just to shop and I fuck the run, spend a quarter.
All these bitches just a waste of time.
Told the little bitch to wait in line.
I got way bigger fish [E] to fry.
[Abm] I'ma fry the fish and let it dry.
You mad at another nigga cause you ain't getting it?
Fuck a hat, I don't want my hoes, don't need gas, split it.
Mack with the fan, now leave a nigga not living.
Well, the hater here fine now.
Yeah, you tripping.
Better dive in that dirt, better diamond [E] up in it.
No doubt [Abm] she was flirting, got that special kick.
All that rhyming not working, you now [E] worth a penny.
I'm shining, they hurting, [Abm] now they in they grave.
Nigga, I grind till it's all good.
Chopping out the condo with the hardwood.
Yeah, I still ride with the drink with the hardwood.
[E] Pull up on front [Abm] with the lamb like YOLO.
You an internet nigga, last name YOLO.
[E] Hit a drop on your car, all we gotta do is follow.
[Abm] VIP, I'm with Amaru.
She's one good dick, weed in the bottle.
And I got good plugs, they all Colorado.
Young nigga grew up rough, now he getting dollars.
I got a drop in with [E] Harlow.
I'm with the savages, all them [Abm] boys hollas.
You got that work, they running in your apartment.
They sending shots, lots of shots, ain't no dodging.
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