BONG Chords by Og Bobby, Vannda

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_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ Oh
_ [Fm] _ _ _ [B] _ [F] _ My colony I [Bb] put myself [Fm] in condiments the real ones caught the bottom me the only motherfuckers down the border with the pilot
[F] Stay [Fm] with my chest to feel the bougie
Fanny Hanna in the place where other rabbits only get [B] demolished get [Fm] my shit together while I'm working for the college
Yeah, my own money in your face bitch again [Bb] deposits travel once a year
[Fm] I only get to see my mama's neighbor for my dollars steady waiting here
They like a trauma [B] step [D] up in the way
I gotta live up like a [Abm] baller biggest in [Fm] the game before I end up with the baby
Never go soft cuz I'm a demon better get lost before you can scream [F] and finish it gonna season
I'll be back every week and bar to bar just like a machine.
No one else compared to me
I never said I sweat like a queen _
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[Abm] _ [Fm] _ _ _ [B] _ [Fm] My
Team wouldn't play [Abm] fuck [D] it.
I'm a brown that can't beat OG [Abm] smoking dope shit
[Bb] My fucking thing, you know me been [F] a [D] know him there [F] You
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[Abm] _ [Fm] _ _ _ [F] _ [Fm] _ Also, [Bb] like Viking stuff in the boat when [Fm] your friends along like both
Hit the tar, wrist [C] beat coach Put that dick in [Bbm] the throat
Had to let it be known Hit sauce, no jokes
Certified like boss Bounce back in my city, ready set go
Yeah [Fm] let's smoke Tight styling [Bb] bikinis, all of my crib felt
[Fm] like home [Bbm] Bulletproof with no layers
Hard like blocks, stiff like ankles And these bitches think that I'm playing
I need to kill all [Fm] my slams Even though I feel like doing the most
Fresh in the boat, spitting the love Breaking the buzz, better get home I go
I'm chilling in the hard land Cause bosses never go broke
They say what I do is dope Let's hit a glass of toast, let's go
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