Chords for Moneybagg Yo – Said Sum Remix feat. City Girls, DaBaby [Official Music Video]
Tempo:
85.85 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Ebm
B
F
Abm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[A] [E]
[Eb] [N]
Damn, Ben Mark shot this too?
[F]
Yeah
Tell me O.Y.C.
J.T.
Uh, fuck nigga, I [Ebm] don't wanna hear it
Ain't takin' no bag, I cover my ears
I hop in the Lam', I'm switchin' the gears
My bitches is ballin', make these niggas shit
Audemar Baguette with the crushed face
I leave a bitch mad with the suck face
Who the fuck y'all hoes playin' with anyways?
City girls make a wish like Ray [Abm] J
Let me talk to him
All these niggas wanna fuck J.T.
Hellcat, this a S.R.T.
All [Eb] of G-Wag, 63
Make a 55 suck, they T
He wanna menage with the new body
[Ab] Man, you niggas can't fuck with me
Cause I came from the bottom, from the fence
To the [Ebm] top, the broke bitches ain't sayin' a thing Period
I tell her shut the fuck up when I hit it
Fucked up her hair, she just did it
I'm really fuckin' round with this lil' boo on the low
What the fuck, but he said I couldn't hear him
I get the head while I drive, I'ma fuck to my right
Had a handful of hair while I'm [G] stearin'
I'm serious, she rippin' off my mirror
She love to get hit, she pull [Ebm] up on the pier
I thought somebody said that's your wifey, dog
Fuck everybody, don't like them all
This bitch love me cause I fuck like a dog
I got this shit on, [Eb] nigga, wipe me off
I hop out the backseat just like a boss
I two-tone [B] the Maybach, my seat's round the rag
And [Eb] it came with a pillow, I came from [Ab] the pavement
Thought somebody said I ain't made it Huh?
[B] Uh, I thought a broke nigga said somethin'
Talkin' shit, but they still ain't sayin' nothin'
We gon' trap this bitch out till the feds come Huh?
Uh, I thought a pussy-hoe said somethin'
How I go when I'm talkin', you listen
Cut her off cause she spoke on the business
You [Eb] a broke-ass bitch, you ain't sayin' nothin'
When I hold her by her wrist, [F] it's sayin' somethin'
Yo, nigga, he know cause he [Ebm] payin' somethin'
I bought on these bitches like [Bbm] M1
Swish, bitch, I'm the shit, [B] see the clique
We rich as a bitch, yeah, ayy
Miami on lit, protectin' my wrist
Bottle of drip, [F] my jewelry sick
[Ebm] Pneumonia, pink diamonds
Got the [N] corona, money bad, run, that's the aroma
This ain't no med from Arizona
Bitch, I'm serious, [B] period
All that hoe shit, I ain't hearin' it
My niggas pull up with sticks, they clearin' it
Yeah, me and JT, we [F] killin' it, period
I thought a nigga who watch what I do
But [Ebm] he can't get his bitch back, sayin' [F] somethin'
Is it true that he postin' another nigga [Ebm] money?
Probably, I'ma put that [Abm] past him
I thought a hoe that be speakin' on me
But be fuckin' a broke nigga, sayin' somethin'
Hold up, lil' bitch, get a [Eb] nigga that's lit
[B] I'm the ho-lo, he the breadcrumb
Rappers with these mixed feelings, I ain't fuckin' with him
Like a rich a meal, let me know what [Eb] time it is
Bag where the run sit, know you got it on, you're supposed to be smell-proof
Bustin' out the back of him, see a d-nigga's little boy
Childish, fix your price, [B] confident, I'm not [G] cocky
So get it right, she been in Nova, but I want some head [F] first
I don't even wanna know what the pussy like
Trippin' too close to [Ebm] fallin', so I'm ballin'
It's crazy, my opp got shot, but I ain't callin'
Psych, slow up
I come around, [Eb] niggas gon' put they hoe up
These bitches stay on my channel, yeah
Must've seen [Abm] me on TV, [Eb] yeah
It took me six hours to count a meal, exactly
I'm [B] accurate with that cheese, yeah
Huh?
What?
[Ebm] Uh, I thought a broke nigga sayin' somethin'
Talkin' shit, but they still ain't sayin' nothin'
We gon' trap this bitch out till the feds come
Run it up, run it up, huh?
What she [B] say?
Uh, I thought a pussy hoe sayin' somethin'
How it go when I'm talkin', you listen
Cut her off, cause she spoke on the business Go
[Eb]
[Eb] [N]
Damn, Ben Mark shot this too?
[F]
Yeah
Tell me O.Y.C.
J.T.
Uh, fuck nigga, I [Ebm] don't wanna hear it
Ain't takin' no bag, I cover my ears
I hop in the Lam', I'm switchin' the gears
My bitches is ballin', make these niggas shit
Audemar Baguette with the crushed face
I leave a bitch mad with the suck face
Who the fuck y'all hoes playin' with anyways?
City girls make a wish like Ray [Abm] J
Let me talk to him
All these niggas wanna fuck J.T.
Hellcat, this a S.R.T.
All [Eb] of G-Wag, 63
Make a 55 suck, they T
He wanna menage with the new body
[Ab] Man, you niggas can't fuck with me
Cause I came from the bottom, from the fence
To the [Ebm] top, the broke bitches ain't sayin' a thing Period
I tell her shut the fuck up when I hit it
Fucked up her hair, she just did it
I'm really fuckin' round with this lil' boo on the low
What the fuck, but he said I couldn't hear him
I get the head while I drive, I'ma fuck to my right
Had a handful of hair while I'm [G] stearin'
I'm serious, she rippin' off my mirror
She love to get hit, she pull [Ebm] up on the pier
I thought somebody said that's your wifey, dog
Fuck everybody, don't like them all
This bitch love me cause I fuck like a dog
I got this shit on, [Eb] nigga, wipe me off
I hop out the backseat just like a boss
I two-tone [B] the Maybach, my seat's round the rag
And [Eb] it came with a pillow, I came from [Ab] the pavement
Thought somebody said I ain't made it Huh?
[B] Uh, I thought a broke nigga said somethin'
Talkin' shit, but they still ain't sayin' nothin'
We gon' trap this bitch out till the feds come Huh?
Uh, I thought a pussy-hoe said somethin'
How I go when I'm talkin', you listen
Cut her off cause she spoke on the business
You [Eb] a broke-ass bitch, you ain't sayin' nothin'
When I hold her by her wrist, [F] it's sayin' somethin'
Yo, nigga, he know cause he [Ebm] payin' somethin'
I bought on these bitches like [Bbm] M1
Swish, bitch, I'm the shit, [B] see the clique
We rich as a bitch, yeah, ayy
Miami on lit, protectin' my wrist
Bottle of drip, [F] my jewelry sick
[Ebm] Pneumonia, pink diamonds
Got the [N] corona, money bad, run, that's the aroma
This ain't no med from Arizona
Bitch, I'm serious, [B] period
All that hoe shit, I ain't hearin' it
My niggas pull up with sticks, they clearin' it
Yeah, me and JT, we [F] killin' it, period
I thought a nigga who watch what I do
But [Ebm] he can't get his bitch back, sayin' [F] somethin'
Is it true that he postin' another nigga [Ebm] money?
Probably, I'ma put that [Abm] past him
I thought a hoe that be speakin' on me
But be fuckin' a broke nigga, sayin' somethin'
Hold up, lil' bitch, get a [Eb] nigga that's lit
[B] I'm the ho-lo, he the breadcrumb
Rappers with these mixed feelings, I ain't fuckin' with him
Like a rich a meal, let me know what [Eb] time it is
Bag where the run sit, know you got it on, you're supposed to be smell-proof
Bustin' out the back of him, see a d-nigga's little boy
Childish, fix your price, [B] confident, I'm not [G] cocky
So get it right, she been in Nova, but I want some head [F] first
I don't even wanna know what the pussy like
Trippin' too close to [Ebm] fallin', so I'm ballin'
It's crazy, my opp got shot, but I ain't callin'
Psych, slow up
I come around, [Eb] niggas gon' put they hoe up
These bitches stay on my channel, yeah
Must've seen [Abm] me on TV, [Eb] yeah
It took me six hours to count a meal, exactly
I'm [B] accurate with that cheese, yeah
Huh?
What?
[Ebm] Uh, I thought a broke nigga sayin' somethin'
Talkin' shit, but they still ain't sayin' nothin'
We gon' trap this bitch out till the feds come
Run it up, run it up, huh?
What she [B] say?
Uh, I thought a pussy hoe sayin' somethin'
How it go when I'm talkin', you listen
Cut her off, cause she spoke on the business Go
[Eb]
Key:
Eb
Ebm
B
F
Abm
Eb
Ebm
B
_ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [E] _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ Damn, Ben Mark shot this too?
[F] _
Yeah
Tell me O.Y.C.
J.T.
Uh, fuck nigga, I [Ebm] don't wanna hear it
Ain't takin' no bag, I cover my ears
I hop in the Lam', I'm switchin' the gears
My bitches is ballin', make these niggas shit
Audemar Baguette with the crushed face
I leave a bitch mad with the suck face
Who the fuck y'all hoes playin' with anyways?
City girls make a wish like Ray [Abm] J
Let me talk to him
All these niggas wanna fuck J.T.
Hellcat, this a S.R.T.
All [Eb] of G-Wag, 63
Make a 55 suck, they T
He wanna menage with the new body
[Ab] Man, you niggas can't fuck with me
Cause I came from the bottom, from the fence
To the [Ebm] top, the broke bitches ain't sayin' a thing Period
I tell her shut the fuck up when I hit it
Fucked up her hair, she just did it
I'm really fuckin' round with this lil' boo on the low
What the fuck, but he said I couldn't hear him
I get the head while I drive, I'ma fuck to my right
Had a handful of hair while I'm [G] stearin'
I'm serious, she rippin' off my mirror
She love to get hit, she pull [Ebm] up on the pier
I thought somebody said that's your wifey, dog
Fuck everybody, don't like them all
This bitch love me cause I fuck like a dog
I got this shit on, [Eb] nigga, wipe me off
I hop out the backseat just like a boss
I two-tone [B] the Maybach, my seat's round the rag
And [Eb] it came with a pillow, I came from [Ab] the pavement
Thought somebody said I ain't made it Huh?
[B] Uh, I thought a broke nigga said somethin'
Talkin' shit, but they still ain't sayin' nothin'
We gon' trap this bitch out till the feds come Huh?
Uh, I thought a pussy-hoe said somethin'
How I go when I'm talkin', you listen
Cut her off cause she spoke on the business
You [Eb] a broke-ass bitch, you ain't sayin' nothin'
When I hold her by her wrist, [F] it's sayin' somethin'
Yo, nigga, he know cause he [Ebm] payin' somethin'
I bought on these bitches like [Bbm] M1
Swish, bitch, I'm the shit, [B] see the clique
We rich as a bitch, yeah, ayy
Miami on lit, protectin' my wrist
Bottle of drip, [F] my jewelry sick
[Ebm] Pneumonia, pink diamonds
Got the [N] corona, money bad, run, that's the aroma
This ain't no med from Arizona
Bitch, I'm serious, [B] period
All that hoe shit, I ain't hearin' it
My niggas pull up with sticks, they clearin' it
Yeah, me and JT, we [F] killin' it, period
I thought a nigga who watch what I do
But [Ebm] he can't get his bitch back, sayin' [F] somethin'
Is it true that he postin' another nigga [Ebm] money?
Probably, I'ma put that [Abm] past him
I thought a hoe that be speakin' on me
But be fuckin' a broke nigga, sayin' somethin'
Hold up, lil' bitch, get a [Eb] nigga that's lit
[B] I'm the ho-lo, he the breadcrumb
Rappers with these mixed feelings, I ain't fuckin' with him
Like a rich a meal, let me know what [Eb] time it is
Bag where the run sit, know you got it on, you're supposed to be smell-proof
Bustin' out the back of him, see a d-nigga's little boy
Childish, fix your price, [B] confident, I'm not [G] cocky
So get it right, she been in Nova, but I want some head [F] first
I don't even wanna know what the pussy like
Trippin' too close to [Ebm] fallin', so I'm ballin'
It's crazy, my opp got shot, but I ain't callin'
Psych, slow up
I come around, [Eb] niggas gon' put they hoe up
These bitches stay on my channel, yeah
Must've seen [Abm] me on TV, [Eb] yeah
It took me six hours to count a meal, exactly
I'm [B] accurate with that cheese, yeah
Huh?
What?
[Ebm] Uh, I thought a broke nigga sayin' somethin'
Talkin' shit, but they still ain't sayin' nothin'
We gon' trap this bitch out till the feds come
Run it up, run it up, huh?
What she [B] say?
Uh, I thought a pussy hoe sayin' somethin'
How it go when I'm talkin', you listen
Cut her off, cause she spoke on the business Go
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _
_ _ _ Damn, Ben Mark shot this too?
[F] _
Yeah
Tell me O.Y.C.
J.T.
Uh, fuck nigga, I [Ebm] don't wanna hear it
Ain't takin' no bag, I cover my ears
I hop in the Lam', I'm switchin' the gears
My bitches is ballin', make these niggas shit
Audemar Baguette with the crushed face
I leave a bitch mad with the suck face
Who the fuck y'all hoes playin' with anyways?
City girls make a wish like Ray [Abm] J
Let me talk to him
All these niggas wanna fuck J.T.
Hellcat, this a S.R.T.
All [Eb] of G-Wag, 63
Make a 55 suck, they T
He wanna menage with the new body
[Ab] Man, you niggas can't fuck with me
Cause I came from the bottom, from the fence
To the [Ebm] top, the broke bitches ain't sayin' a thing Period
I tell her shut the fuck up when I hit it
Fucked up her hair, she just did it
I'm really fuckin' round with this lil' boo on the low
What the fuck, but he said I couldn't hear him
I get the head while I drive, I'ma fuck to my right
Had a handful of hair while I'm [G] stearin'
I'm serious, she rippin' off my mirror
She love to get hit, she pull [Ebm] up on the pier
I thought somebody said that's your wifey, dog
Fuck everybody, don't like them all
This bitch love me cause I fuck like a dog
I got this shit on, [Eb] nigga, wipe me off
I hop out the backseat just like a boss
I two-tone [B] the Maybach, my seat's round the rag
And [Eb] it came with a pillow, I came from [Ab] the pavement
Thought somebody said I ain't made it Huh?
[B] Uh, I thought a broke nigga said somethin'
Talkin' shit, but they still ain't sayin' nothin'
We gon' trap this bitch out till the feds come Huh?
Uh, I thought a pussy-hoe said somethin'
How I go when I'm talkin', you listen
Cut her off cause she spoke on the business
You [Eb] a broke-ass bitch, you ain't sayin' nothin'
When I hold her by her wrist, [F] it's sayin' somethin'
Yo, nigga, he know cause he [Ebm] payin' somethin'
I bought on these bitches like [Bbm] M1
Swish, bitch, I'm the shit, [B] see the clique
We rich as a bitch, yeah, ayy
Miami on lit, protectin' my wrist
Bottle of drip, [F] my jewelry sick
[Ebm] Pneumonia, pink diamonds
Got the [N] corona, money bad, run, that's the aroma
This ain't no med from Arizona
Bitch, I'm serious, [B] period
All that hoe shit, I ain't hearin' it
My niggas pull up with sticks, they clearin' it
Yeah, me and JT, we [F] killin' it, period
I thought a nigga who watch what I do
But [Ebm] he can't get his bitch back, sayin' [F] somethin'
Is it true that he postin' another nigga [Ebm] money?
Probably, I'ma put that [Abm] past him
I thought a hoe that be speakin' on me
But be fuckin' a broke nigga, sayin' somethin'
Hold up, lil' bitch, get a [Eb] nigga that's lit
[B] I'm the ho-lo, he the breadcrumb
Rappers with these mixed feelings, I ain't fuckin' with him
Like a rich a meal, let me know what [Eb] time it is
Bag where the run sit, know you got it on, you're supposed to be smell-proof
Bustin' out the back of him, see a d-nigga's little boy
Childish, fix your price, [B] confident, I'm not [G] cocky
So get it right, she been in Nova, but I want some head [F] first
I don't even wanna know what the pussy like
Trippin' too close to [Ebm] fallin', so I'm ballin'
It's crazy, my opp got shot, but I ain't callin'
Psych, slow up
I come around, [Eb] niggas gon' put they hoe up
These bitches stay on my channel, yeah
Must've seen [Abm] me on TV, [Eb] yeah
It took me six hours to count a meal, exactly
I'm [B] accurate with that cheese, yeah
Huh?
What?
[Ebm] Uh, I thought a broke nigga sayin' somethin'
Talkin' shit, but they still ain't sayin' nothin'
We gon' trap this bitch out till the feds come
Run it up, run it up, huh?
What she [B] say?
Uh, I thought a pussy hoe sayin' somethin'
How it go when I'm talkin', you listen
Cut her off, cause she spoke on the business Go
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _