Sdot Go - WNA Chords by Sweepersent
Tempo:
72.65 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
B
E
Bb
Gb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bb] [B] [Eb]
[E] [Eb]
I'm tryna bend, like, you tryna call me they friend
[E] KG, Cut, Max, Sam, [Eb] up knock with the both of my hands
Oh she do that hip shit, she tryna dance, like, how many times did I send?
Six, what?
Oh that's a thing, fact though he got low on his men
Manny, Paul, both of them bad, you ran through fifth, you pissed through legs
Man they seven, that's his dad, like, that's how broad I been through on the pad
Oh I can't fuck all them niggas, 10, duty low but I act how I can
Naughty, the other Yates, drop some fence, like, I'm about to pull [Bb] up a gang
Oh we got the drop though, like, and when I hop out I'ma start to fly
Rose, they see niggas, been [E] packed, like, I can do hype without shot
Don't need to chase [C] him, this shit on his back, I should've cut the bone on my dick back
So he got low, [E] tryna make him pack, like, now I know where niggas at
[B] Oh, Mack, that's where they jacked, [Eb] bet, I'm on their front where they track
Munchie, Rant, though he was gon' get packed, back down nigga, full up the stack
[Gb] Ratty, die, to the stack, oh my god, OPM is his best
[B] All them pills that he pop, he was stressed, like, gah gah
Like, [Eb] oh my god, OPM is his best All them pills that he pop, he was stressed, like
Where the bros at?
I'm tryna spend it, like, who tryna call me they friend?
[E] KG, Cut, Mad, Sam, [Eb] up knock with the 4th of my hand
Oh she do that hip shit, she tryna dance, like, how many times did I send?
6, wallet, oh that's a fan, fam
[E]
[Eb]
[B] [Eb] [B] [Eb]
[B] [Eb] [B]
[Eb]
[B]
[Gb] [Bb] [B] [Bb]
[Ab] [Bb] [B]
[E] [Eb]
I'm tryna bend, like, you tryna call me they friend
[E] KG, Cut, Max, Sam, [Eb] up knock with the both of my hands
Oh she do that hip shit, she tryna dance, like, how many times did I send?
Six, what?
Oh that's a thing, fact though he got low on his men
Manny, Paul, both of them bad, you ran through fifth, you pissed through legs
Man they seven, that's his dad, like, that's how broad I been through on the pad
Oh I can't fuck all them niggas, 10, duty low but I act how I can
Naughty, the other Yates, drop some fence, like, I'm about to pull [Bb] up a gang
Oh we got the drop though, like, and when I hop out I'ma start to fly
Rose, they see niggas, been [E] packed, like, I can do hype without shot
Don't need to chase [C] him, this shit on his back, I should've cut the bone on my dick back
So he got low, [E] tryna make him pack, like, now I know where niggas at
[B] Oh, Mack, that's where they jacked, [Eb] bet, I'm on their front where they track
Munchie, Rant, though he was gon' get packed, back down nigga, full up the stack
[Gb] Ratty, die, to the stack, oh my god, OPM is his best
[B] All them pills that he pop, he was stressed, like, gah gah
Like, [Eb] oh my god, OPM is his best All them pills that he pop, he was stressed, like
Where the bros at?
I'm tryna spend it, like, who tryna call me they friend?
[E] KG, Cut, Mad, Sam, [Eb] up knock with the 4th of my hand
Oh she do that hip shit, she tryna dance, like, how many times did I send?
6, wallet, oh that's a fan, fam
[E]
[Eb]
[B] [Eb] [B] [Eb]
[B] [Eb] [B]
[Eb]
[B]
[Gb] [Bb] [B] [Bb]
[Ab] [Bb] [B]
Key:
Eb
B
E
Bb
Gb
Eb
B
E
_ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [B] _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [Eb] _
I'm tryna bend, like, you tryna call me they friend
[E] KG, Cut, Max, Sam, [Eb] up knock with the both of my hands
Oh she do that hip shit, she tryna dance, like, how many times did I send?
Six, what?
Oh that's a thing, fact though he got low on his men
Manny, Paul, both of them bad, you ran through fifth, you pissed through legs
Man they seven, that's his dad, like, that's how broad I been through on the pad
Oh I can't fuck all them niggas, 10, duty low but I act how I can
Naughty, the other Yates, drop some fence, like, I'm about to pull [Bb] up a gang
Oh we got the drop though, like, and when I hop out I'ma start to fly
Rose, they see niggas, been [E] packed, like, I can do hype without shot
Don't need to chase [C] him, this shit on his back, I should've cut the bone on my dick back
So he got low, [E] tryna make him pack, like, now I know where niggas at
[B] Oh, Mack, that's where they jacked, [Eb] bet, I'm on their front where they track
Munchie, Rant, though he was gon' get packed, back down nigga, full up the stack
[Gb] Ratty, die, to the stack, oh my god, OPM is his best
[B] All them pills that he pop, he was stressed, like, gah gah
Like, [Eb] oh my god, OPM is his best All them pills that he pop, he was stressed, like
Where the bros at?
I'm tryna spend it, like, who tryna call me they friend?
[E] KG, Cut, Mad, Sam, [Eb] up knock with the 4th of my hand
Oh she do that hip shit, she tryna dance, like, how many times did I send?
6, wallet, oh that's a fan, fam
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [B] _ _ [Eb] _
_ [B] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [Gb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [B] _ _ [Bb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _ [Eb] _
I'm tryna bend, like, you tryna call me they friend
[E] KG, Cut, Max, Sam, [Eb] up knock with the both of my hands
Oh she do that hip shit, she tryna dance, like, how many times did I send?
Six, what?
Oh that's a thing, fact though he got low on his men
Manny, Paul, both of them bad, you ran through fifth, you pissed through legs
Man they seven, that's his dad, like, that's how broad I been through on the pad
Oh I can't fuck all them niggas, 10, duty low but I act how I can
Naughty, the other Yates, drop some fence, like, I'm about to pull [Bb] up a gang
Oh we got the drop though, like, and when I hop out I'ma start to fly
Rose, they see niggas, been [E] packed, like, I can do hype without shot
Don't need to chase [C] him, this shit on his back, I should've cut the bone on my dick back
So he got low, [E] tryna make him pack, like, now I know where niggas at
[B] Oh, Mack, that's where they jacked, [Eb] bet, I'm on their front where they track
Munchie, Rant, though he was gon' get packed, back down nigga, full up the stack
[Gb] Ratty, die, to the stack, oh my god, OPM is his best
[B] All them pills that he pop, he was stressed, like, gah gah
Like, [Eb] oh my god, OPM is his best All them pills that he pop, he was stressed, like
Where the bros at?
I'm tryna spend it, like, who tryna call me they friend?
[E] KG, Cut, Mad, Sam, [Eb] up knock with the 4th of my hand
Oh she do that hip shit, she tryna dance, like, how many times did I send?
6, wallet, oh that's a fan, fam
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [B] _ _ [Eb] _
_ [B] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _
_ [Gb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [B] _ _ [Bb] _
_ [Ab] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [B] _ _ _