Chords for ZaeHD & CEO - ALL IN (Official Dance Video)
Tempo:
70.5 bpm
Chords used:
F
Ab
Gb
Db
Eb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Boo Boo
Up love
Them [Ab] hits don't mean no [Gb] sense
[F] Boo damn, yeah them hits don't mean no sense
This ain't Christmas but we snatching liquor
Startin five, yeah you niggas want the big
My money, yeah your money and your age
Now damn, boobody time to go
We want bread, bitch I want the whole loaf
And it's winter, let me put on my coat
How the fang, it's just me and the road
All of my niggas got stacks, [Db] stacks
Bended over, let me tap, I don't want that lil' light
And that chief got gas, dollar [N] sign, dollar sign
If it ain't blue then it's green, money count on my chain
When it's done, shit's chump clean
He's a bitch, over to my, over to my dick
Don't kiss him, cause it's me on her lips
So much money in my pocket, and it lit, it lit
You need a diary cause you are in luck
I'ma go all in, money stack like tall sims
[F] Between me and you, I'm the boss, I'm the boss
I might snatch a bitch, give me her, without caution
I'm so fresh to death, throw me in the coffin
I got the white like triple K, get to an M cause it's been on the rave
Keep up with me, keep up the pace, not in my feelings
I am not, [Eb] she want the feelings, I want the cake
She Uber to me, I Picasso her face, stay in her life
No I don't trace, go to the Mars, I feel like I'm laced
Jump out the spot, jump out the spot, like check in the box, like check in the box
I need a loosey loop, I need me a knot, I need me a knot
[N] What I am wearing, you cannot find, it's not a stop, you cannot die
She pressing on me, I do not wanna, I told her keep rockin'
Get it, go, this boy can't breathe
I got a big dresser in my jeans
I got a big V on my TZ
A luxury to koala's niggas knees
Comar de Garcon heart on my nymph
You smoking on some quad, my nigga smoking sim
Ice around my neck, what that?
Ice sick
Girl, you be going up, where?
Crescendo, bang, bang, bang, bang
You can call me Martin Luther King, I had a drink
If a nigga try [Abm] me, he gon' have to see my ting
Tell him, bend it over, I'ma beat him, break his spleen
We got money, that's a fact, a fact
All of you niggas some rats, make me tell him come sit on my lap
You niggas still drinking that tap, tap water
Slaughter your daughter, neither could
Let me hit up my father
Fuck with me, then you have to move smarter
Pull up in that far head like I'm Coach Cole
Roll it off, 1%, I need a charger
Please don't call my phone, I don't like to be boss I, ooh
R-E-R-N-R-E
For you and your friends I, ooh
Turn up, twist
Watch me, that like, ooh
For you and your friends
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Turn up, tick, tick
Nick, Nick, ooh
Yeah, yeah, ooh
Up love
Them [Ab] hits don't mean no [Gb] sense
[F] Boo damn, yeah them hits don't mean no sense
This ain't Christmas but we snatching liquor
Startin five, yeah you niggas want the big
My money, yeah your money and your age
Now damn, boobody time to go
We want bread, bitch I want the whole loaf
And it's winter, let me put on my coat
How the fang, it's just me and the road
All of my niggas got stacks, [Db] stacks
Bended over, let me tap, I don't want that lil' light
And that chief got gas, dollar [N] sign, dollar sign
If it ain't blue then it's green, money count on my chain
When it's done, shit's chump clean
He's a bitch, over to my, over to my dick
Don't kiss him, cause it's me on her lips
So much money in my pocket, and it lit, it lit
You need a diary cause you are in luck
I'ma go all in, money stack like tall sims
[F] Between me and you, I'm the boss, I'm the boss
I might snatch a bitch, give me her, without caution
I'm so fresh to death, throw me in the coffin
I got the white like triple K, get to an M cause it's been on the rave
Keep up with me, keep up the pace, not in my feelings
I am not, [Eb] she want the feelings, I want the cake
She Uber to me, I Picasso her face, stay in her life
No I don't trace, go to the Mars, I feel like I'm laced
Jump out the spot, jump out the spot, like check in the box, like check in the box
I need a loosey loop, I need me a knot, I need me a knot
[N] What I am wearing, you cannot find, it's not a stop, you cannot die
She pressing on me, I do not wanna, I told her keep rockin'
Get it, go, this boy can't breathe
I got a big dresser in my jeans
I got a big V on my TZ
A luxury to koala's niggas knees
Comar de Garcon heart on my nymph
You smoking on some quad, my nigga smoking sim
Ice around my neck, what that?
Ice sick
Girl, you be going up, where?
Crescendo, bang, bang, bang, bang
You can call me Martin Luther King, I had a drink
If a nigga try [Abm] me, he gon' have to see my ting
Tell him, bend it over, I'ma beat him, break his spleen
We got money, that's a fact, a fact
All of you niggas some rats, make me tell him come sit on my lap
You niggas still drinking that tap, tap water
Slaughter your daughter, neither could
Let me hit up my father
Fuck with me, then you have to move smarter
Pull up in that far head like I'm Coach Cole
Roll it off, 1%, I need a charger
Please don't call my phone, I don't like to be boss I, ooh
R-E-R-N-R-E
For you and your friends I, ooh
Turn up, twist
Watch me, that like, ooh
For you and your friends
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Turn up, tick, tick
Nick, Nick, ooh
Yeah, yeah, ooh
Key:
F
Ab
Gb
Db
Eb
F
Ab
Gb
_ Boo Boo
_ Up love
_
_ Them [Ab] hits don't mean no [Gb] sense
[F] Boo damn, yeah them hits don't mean no sense
This ain't Christmas but we snatching liquor
Startin five, yeah you niggas want the big
My money, yeah your money and your age
Now damn, boobody time to go
We want bread, bitch I want the whole loaf
And it's winter, let me put on my coat
How the fang, it's just me and the road
All of my niggas got stacks, [Db] stacks
Bended over, let me tap, I don't want that lil' light
And that chief got gas, dollar [N] sign, dollar sign
If it ain't blue then it's green, money count on my chain
When it's done, shit's chump clean
He's a bitch, over to my, over to my dick
Don't kiss him, cause it's me on her lips
So much money in my pocket, and it lit, it lit
You need a diary cause you are in luck
I'ma go all in, money stack like tall sims
[F] Between me and you, I'm the boss, I'm the boss
I might snatch a bitch, give me her, without caution
I'm so fresh to death, throw me in the coffin
I got the white like triple K, get to an M cause it's been on the rave
Keep up with me, keep up the pace, not in my feelings
I am not, [Eb] she want the feelings, I want the cake
She Uber to me, I Picasso her face, stay in her life
No I don't trace, go to the Mars, I feel like I'm laced
Jump out the spot, jump out the spot, like check in the box, like check in the box
I need a loosey loop, I need me a knot, I need me a knot
[N] What I am wearing, you cannot find, it's not a stop, you cannot die
She pressing on me, I do not wanna, I told her keep rockin'
Get it, go, this boy can't breathe
I got a big dresser in my jeans
I got a big V on my TZ
A luxury to koala's niggas knees
Comar de Garcon heart on my nymph
You smoking on some quad, my nigga smoking sim
Ice around my neck, what that?
Ice sick
Girl, you be going up, where?
Crescendo, bang, bang, bang, bang
You can call me Martin Luther King, I had a drink
If a nigga try [Abm] me, he gon' have to see my ting
Tell him, bend it over, I'ma beat him, break his spleen
We got money, that's a fact, a fact
All of you niggas some rats, make me tell him come sit on my lap
You niggas still drinking that tap, tap water
Slaughter your daughter, neither could
Let me hit up my father
Fuck with me, then you have to move smarter
Pull up in that far head like I'm Coach Cole
Roll it off, 1%, I need a charger
Please don't call my phone, I don't like to be boss I, _ _ ooh
R-E-R-N-R-E
For you and your friends I, ooh
Turn up, twist
Watch me, that like, ooh
For you and your friends
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Turn up, tick, tick
Nick, Nick, ooh
Yeah, yeah, ooh
_ Up love
_
_ Them [Ab] hits don't mean no [Gb] sense
[F] Boo damn, yeah them hits don't mean no sense
This ain't Christmas but we snatching liquor
Startin five, yeah you niggas want the big
My money, yeah your money and your age
Now damn, boobody time to go
We want bread, bitch I want the whole loaf
And it's winter, let me put on my coat
How the fang, it's just me and the road
All of my niggas got stacks, [Db] stacks
Bended over, let me tap, I don't want that lil' light
And that chief got gas, dollar [N] sign, dollar sign
If it ain't blue then it's green, money count on my chain
When it's done, shit's chump clean
He's a bitch, over to my, over to my dick
Don't kiss him, cause it's me on her lips
So much money in my pocket, and it lit, it lit
You need a diary cause you are in luck
I'ma go all in, money stack like tall sims
[F] Between me and you, I'm the boss, I'm the boss
I might snatch a bitch, give me her, without caution
I'm so fresh to death, throw me in the coffin
I got the white like triple K, get to an M cause it's been on the rave
Keep up with me, keep up the pace, not in my feelings
I am not, [Eb] she want the feelings, I want the cake
She Uber to me, I Picasso her face, stay in her life
No I don't trace, go to the Mars, I feel like I'm laced
Jump out the spot, jump out the spot, like check in the box, like check in the box
I need a loosey loop, I need me a knot, I need me a knot
[N] What I am wearing, you cannot find, it's not a stop, you cannot die
She pressing on me, I do not wanna, I told her keep rockin'
Get it, go, this boy can't breathe
I got a big dresser in my jeans
I got a big V on my TZ
A luxury to koala's niggas knees
Comar de Garcon heart on my nymph
You smoking on some quad, my nigga smoking sim
Ice around my neck, what that?
Ice sick
Girl, you be going up, where?
Crescendo, bang, bang, bang, bang
You can call me Martin Luther King, I had a drink
If a nigga try [Abm] me, he gon' have to see my ting
Tell him, bend it over, I'ma beat him, break his spleen
We got money, that's a fact, a fact
All of you niggas some rats, make me tell him come sit on my lap
You niggas still drinking that tap, tap water
Slaughter your daughter, neither could
Let me hit up my father
Fuck with me, then you have to move smarter
Pull up in that far head like I'm Coach Cole
Roll it off, 1%, I need a charger
Please don't call my phone, I don't like to be boss I, _ _ ooh
R-E-R-N-R-E
For you and your friends I, ooh
Turn up, twist
Watch me, that like, ooh
For you and your friends
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Turn up, tick, tick
Nick, Nick, ooh
Yeah, yeah, ooh
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