NBA YoungBoy - Vette Motors Chords

[Eb] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ Get that life
_ _ _ _ Oh, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ no, just made another one
_ _ _ Bitch on
Just _ _ my pants
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] I'm gonna do some hold on
[Ebm] Cut this vent more than semi
Yeah, this is semi
Yeah, this get this [Bb] understood, I see
I be with [Eb] a masked man and they all a hater
187 just spit [Ebm] me a 70
Crips will be stippin' ain't no one's America
I heard her bad like her friend
I swear that's her twin
Four hoes at the jury and I got them in road test
Once they leave look like they salt-tasting
I got them like, oh baby
Chopper for chopper, go dollar for dollar
I'm taking the problems away from my mama
I'm talking to my sister, show love to my brother
I be like, you ain't on my stylist, hold on
Hair cut fresh by stylist, hold on
New coupe ain't no mileage, get the size of it
Kick your shit, you better watch it, cash out, turn up
Fuck that bitch, that rocket, toilet, if that nigga show me
Must be hoping not
_ Fill up a cubicle, fill up a safe
_ Fill up a cubicle, fill up a safe _
Cross his chest, I spray that Drake
Uh, uh, uh, uh, piss on someone with diamond chain New machine
_ Cut it up, nigga
Fuckin' with mathematics, 20 million on 30, not far from Cali
Put her in Prada, I'm up in bed, let's do it
Toe gun smoke, no static, uh
Fuck up the message, then fill up another one
Fuck on on that pad, they got bottle of another one
Kick my shit, I'm in this bitch with a lit by three, uh
Whip that Maybach, get in the street, catch shot on three, let's go
Humor-tizing your hoe, we be turning her off
Do that shit, I ain't running my mouth
Bitch, when you working, I'm clocking it out
Starting the rolls from the side of the house
Cut it, let more down, sound my hit, yeah
Cut the sound, my hit, yeah, this shit is thunder _ _ _ _
_ _ 187, just beat me up, 70
Christian be steppin', they know it's a murder
She in with shotters, we pulling up lines from out of the bar
My Benet, Amir's just stepping, I'm stepping
The lock of my style is IP
Shoot my bitch like Alun, what's that, upgrade models
My bitch, wild-wild with one [Bbm] million, I say, yeah, [Eb] [Ebm] yeah
Fill up a clip, I go fill up a safe
Fill up a clip, I go fill up a safe
_ Cross his chest, I spray that J
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Piss on someone, down the chains
_ Whatever now, I got the power
Tell me, slime gon' spray on the couch
Your hoe in this bitch is a minor, she a minor
Dance with her, I won't be my man
Trippin' stars, woah, give me brain
Play that Maybach, take a cane
Fuck all around, they won't do something, hold on
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