Chords for Jay5ive - Free Da Sweeps (WhoRunItNYC Performance)

[Bb] _ _ _ Oh God, Oh God, Free J.
Uh huh, Free [Gb] J.
You [Bb] _ _ [Gb] better [Bb] get out the way.
_ _ _ Hey, [Gb] you're [Bb] twin.
Cut.
[Gb] _ _ _ I [Bb] get up close and I blow him a ghetto.
I throw a shot, make him run on his best friend.
Like I get the frickin' A star up in fences.
Mention that boy who got left on the benches.
He throw up at me and fits, I'm a parker.
Free J.
Sissy, come home, I'ma spark him.
All you my buzzin' watch, I'ma go hawk him.
Shot to his back, leave him fallin'.
On that [Bm] back, tryna get on that [Bb] strip.
Top hook shot, then he hit.
A-O-E, don't think that I forget.
Close to the back, tryna fuck on the bench.
I fall back, but I throw on this bitch.
I might double back it, bro, tell me he miss.
Big knock, I walk with a limp.
Trick brick shot, [Gb] nigga drip.
Somebody shot, tryna get back for fifth.
A-Hawk, K-O to niggas as kids.
He threw my ass, but this boy I can't [Bb] ditch.
Dom on mass act, both got spliff.
Nazi, late, J-B, rip.
Naughty, honcho, can't fuck the rips.
I'm like Ski, I'm smokin' on fish.
Watch me, he got the reets, bro, he's do the whip.
Crap, TG's do.
[Gb] Crap, crap, crap.
You checkin' Mack, or [F] what, I'ma drop it.
I know Drake thinkin' why would we hop him.
I make a [C] movie, they think he just [Bb] shot it.
This ain't a video, I just be flockin'.
A-O-Track, I think he still hoppin'.
I fall back, or boy, I'ma pop him.
_ _ [Ebm] _ [Bb] _ Fuckin' great.
_ Hey, [Gb] [Bb] uh, uh. _
I'm with that cop, tryna [Ebm] kill me, so.
[Bb] _ [Gb] Skate, skate.
I'm with that cop. _ _ _
[Bb] I'm with that cop, tryna [B] kill me, so.
[Bb] That's where they jacked, niggas start actin' tough.
Lamar got shot down, where's the tag?
Number five on the floor, somebody call the ref.
Team be tough, you out of breath.
You keep gettin' saved, you ain't tryin' to meet Steph.
A-O-C, you in the alley, yes.
I'm gettin' to Cali, bro, no arrests.
Nasty niggas say, Pops, this fuck gon' die.
Niggas, that's a [Gb] warm massage.
KT, Conner, you know [Bb] the niggas cry.
Free, _ Dooley, Loh, I see him out the fire.
Lil' D, do you wanna go meet your cousin?
_ [Gb] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Gb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [C] _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
_ _ [Bbm] _ _ [Dm] _ Oh, he think she gon' love [Bb] me, he dumb.
When she live on the opps, fuck it, I'm tryna run.
Bae, I'm comin', just me and my gun.
It's a beam on the blick, where the fuck you gon' run?
I'm J5, bitch, you know where I'm from.
If you ain't smokin' C, I don't ask for the blunt.
I'm like, C-O, bend back around.
I think [Gm] that's the op, nigga, open the trunk.
As you ridin' for me, it get walkie.
[Bb] While the D's on my dick, tryna lock [C] me.
Fuck the opps, I don't really act botty.
I don't do what the other bros tryna stop me.
I go cool with that, you better [Gm] watch me.
Catch a opp, he gon' do him like Nazi.
When [Bb] that buck tryna catch me and Yagi,
he get brazy, then V tryna box me.
Doolie Lo gon' see me and drop.
Naughty, honcho, E with the dot.
Who you miss, [Am] Moe, E or [Gm] your pops?
You gon' get such a boat, tryna spin through this block.
Kyle and Dixon, that shit gotta stop.
Like, go to the warehouse, feel the get [Bb] shot.
Ayo, BJ, look out for chop.
The cardi [G] gon' run, I might get that boy [Dm] flopped.
EBK, ain't feelin' no [Gm] body.
[Bb] Off my key shot, I might catch a body.
Me and Ezra gon' [Gm] post in that lobby.
First nigga act up, get sent right to Bobby.
I don't know how the fuck you just got me, [D] but she playin'.
[Bb] Fuck a thotty, see I'm toxic and I'm obvious.
But she [Em] gon' throw it back when she think for [Bb] salami.
All those lean, I'll give you that sitch.
Y'all stay [Eb] off that strip.
You ever back, don't bro over miss.
Like, why would I [Dm] pick up a pole for a bitch?
My son dog out the streets with [Bb] the shit.
Oh, she do that hip shit, she with the dick.
She off Casa, I'm with the drink.
I don't do Bacardi, ain't lean, I won't [Gm] sit.
I act back, give a fuck where I'm at.
I was laughing, I heard about Matt.
I won't come if I can't bring the strap over East on that block.
I'm like, where niggas at?
[Dm] Out, I'll see me dead in the pack.
In the V.O. of Fear, won't matter [Bb] how black.
Catch O'Reilly, Shakarti, gon' go with they [G] thot.
I'm like, TNB, they all need G-Niggas [Dm] fast.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _