Chords for Lil Baby, Gunna, Drake - Never Recover (Official Audio)

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A

E

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Lil Baby, Gunna, Drake - Never Recover (Official Audio) chords
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Hey
[A]
Yeah
[Ab]
[Eb] [Ab]
[A] Yeah, hey
[Eb]
[Ab] Look, I'll bring her money to change up a topic.
I got a 19 and they fold in my pocket
She gave me a number now
I got a block and I'm mixing the dirty bills in with the profit clean that shit up and I give it right back to
Them if I don't fuck with him, then I can't rap with him
I want to beat him when somebody catches him.
I want to [Eb] witness to see that shit many folks
These folks got that hit his shit.
No cap.
[Ab] I bring up his and they change up a topic
I got a 19 and it fold in my pocket one hell of a year and a nigga still dropping
They wanted [Eb] to stop it, but they [Ab] couldn't stop it.
You told a story like shorty was feeling you
She told a story like she split the bill with you.
Look at my story man.
No one could write and I [Eb] see a million
I don't get excited.
I might just buy some I should the thug away
Ain't no real sense of me going the other way.
Can I be seen in that shit from the other day?
Virgil just sent me a whole different color way.
Please don't be stupid as baby and gonna and baby wanted it
So I just swung on next time.
I'm in Dallas.
I look for another you niggas fell off
[Ab] Put us on how to take him wait till it bubble.
I'm gonna gonna I made it shit double hit in the end
I left with a puddle.
It's me drinking baby.
You know you in trouble run up my chip
I've been spinning the shuttle samples it and bought a bit for my brother painted out black interior
But [Eb] I just like a leaking and burning my mother
Yeah, Kim at the street gotta sleep with a cup family of beats gonna eat us
It's up my dick in the mouth that you to something sound like it could be just season or something
And look a parent who we know more in black and white Chanel
I look like in the police and shot on the who [Ab] got a gun
I got what I got cuz I shot my mom is one of us to the top of the day
The kid was surprised at my trunk in the front
I know you're setting on shining the Sun Cuban ain't look like a bus crayon
I'm still in the lab trying to cut the cayenne.
I'm told it just fuck it on going on the run
You wanna [Eb] my dog a little guy put a bug and [Ab] I'm get ball on true side.
We get in
What y'all type of girl I didn't see no
Bread when I'm like I'm Kevin Gaze and I swear to God I don't get it tight from [Ab] the treasure now
I'm gonna spend the whole
Home [Eb]
got a drip.
I can leave it a gun running this shit only been out to some day for my coach
I post 300 boy, whoever they know
[Ab] I'm coming and got no feelings on here for the money treat every club like a magical money niggas
I'm rich for a decade in front it gave her [Eb] a down to the fist up his stomach by time
She get back.
I'm a switch on my number catch her a friend like I've been on a bumper
Really I've been the topic of discussion
I go with foreign a shoot if I'm Russian bad guys in my show like a mushroom
She's tell me no once I won't even touch all I do is get a high heeled bushing
I like I bearish I used to [Ab] have nothing
Gizzy hit me up like he got another one money ain't even came in front of other fucking them
I swear I might as well double up see like everything I get on the number one
They're trying to team up to beat me they huddled up ever catch me out in traffic
I'm cutting up every city we go to be lit as fuck trying to [Eb] put the police on let's get rid of us
I don't [Ab] get by them true side
Idioms anybody shoot sighs I'm gonna fuck with y'all type of kind of see [E] you know
Yeah, I'll [Ab] do that very winner like I'm killing games and I swear to God on guitar from the treasure now
[Eb]
You
[Ab]
[Eb]
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_ Hey
_ [A] _ _ _
Yeah
[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] Yeah, hey
_ [Eb] _
_ [Ab] Look, I'll bring her money to change up a topic.
I got a 19 and they fold in my pocket
She gave me a number now
I got a block and I'm mixing the dirty bills in with the profit clean that shit up and I give it right back to
Them if I don't fuck with him, then I can't rap with him
I want to beat him when somebody catches him.
I want to [Eb] witness to see that shit many folks
These folks got that hit his shit.
No cap.
[Ab] I bring up his and they change up a topic
I got a 19 and it fold in my pocket one hell of a year and a nigga still dropping
They wanted [Eb] to stop it, but they [Ab] couldn't stop it.
You told a story like shorty was feeling you
She told a story like she split the bill with you.
Look at my story man.
No one could write and I [Eb] see a million
I don't get excited.
I might just buy some I should the thug away
Ain't no real sense of me going the other way.
Can I be seen in that shit from the other day?
Virgil just sent me a whole different color way.
Please don't be stupid as baby and gonna and baby wanted it
So I just swung on next time.
I'm in Dallas.
I look for another you niggas fell off
_ [Ab] Put us on how to take him wait till it bubble.
I'm gonna gonna I made it shit double hit in the end
I left with a puddle.
It's me drinking baby.
You know you in trouble run up my chip
I've been spinning the shuttle samples it and bought a bit for my brother painted out black interior
But [Eb] I just like a leaking and burning my mother
_ _ Yeah, Kim at the street gotta sleep with a cup family of beats gonna eat us
It's up my dick in the mouth that you to something sound like it could be just season or something
And look a parent who we know more in black and white Chanel
I look like in the police and shot on the who [Ab] got a gun
I got what I got cuz I shot my mom is one of us to the top of the day
The kid was surprised at my trunk in the front
I know you're setting on shining the Sun Cuban ain't look like a bus crayon
I'm still in the lab trying to cut the cayenne.
I'm told it just fuck it on going on the run
You wanna [Eb] my dog a little guy put a bug and [Ab] I'm get ball on true side.
We get in
_ _ What y'all type of girl I didn't see no
_ Bread when I'm like I'm Kevin Gaze and I swear to God I don't get it tight from [Ab] the treasure now
I'm gonna spend the whole
Home [Eb] _
got a drip.
I can leave it a gun running this shit only been out to some day for my coach
I post 300 boy, whoever they know
[Ab] I'm coming and got no feelings on here for the money treat every club like a magical money niggas
I'm rich for a decade in front it gave her [Eb] a down to the fist up his stomach by time
She get back.
I'm a switch on my number catch her a friend like I've been on a bumper
Really I've been the topic of discussion
I go with foreign a shoot if I'm Russian bad guys in my show like a mushroom
She's tell me no once I won't even touch all I do is get a high heeled bushing
I like I bearish I used to [Ab] have nothing
Gizzy hit me up like he got another one money ain't even came in front of other fucking them
I swear I might as well double up see like everything I get on the number one
They're trying to team up to beat me they huddled up ever catch me out in traffic
I'm cutting up every city we go to be lit as fuck trying to [Eb] put the police on let's get rid of us
I don't [Ab] get by them true side
Idioms anybody shoot sighs I'm gonna fuck with y'all type of kind of see [E] you know
Yeah, I'll [Ab] do that very winner like I'm killing games and I swear to God on guitar from the treasure now
_ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ You _ _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _