Chords for OBN Jay Feat. JayDaYoungan "Big Ole" (WSHH Exclusive - Official Music Video)

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[Fm] Big ol' Chase comin' straight through the mail
Big ol' Glocks sittin' under the stair Go make a deposit to throw in the air
I'm a real nigga, put that in the air Go shoppin' for nothin', my bitch is Chanel
Sauce on my hair, check out my underwear Crossin' with Jay, that shit daily rare
You say that it's smoke, so what up with the deal?
Pull up, you know that that banger with me Trap niggas really be hangin' with me
While I'm chasin' that bird, I be duckin' and heedin'
Cause your bitch gon' die if you fuck on me Tryna give me a bag before I'm stuck [Ab] in the street
Climbin' straight up, [Bbm] but I ain't touch the P
[Fm] Bae, you can ask [C] for whatever you need Blow it on the tin with a Glock on the seat
[Fm] All the rags is inside of that hood, I'm in town Bitch, you need to go sit down
All the shit that I got, I got that on my own But you look like you a lit clone
Got them racks in my ear like I picked up the phone
In the back of the club and I'm sippin' on Crown
38 in my shoe, I'm performin' my [C] song
I don't need security, I got my own
I been on the road [Db] tryna chase sex, and [Ab] I can't let
Flex bad nigga, take, take, take [F] that
Still clutchin' [Ab] burners on the road, can't go Hollywood
Got enough [Fm] time for the make a nigga sack
And I'm still that same nigga, [Bbm] OBE _ _
[Fm] Bitch, you know [Ab] I'm clutchin' F&E's, [C] got one in [Fm] the heat
Belfast, no mask, runnin' the stash Broke as a bitch, I done got all my ass
Your partner a rat, but he don't get a pass If I let you just know that I'm gon' get my lash
Never gon' listen to the thoughts in the [Cm] trash
Pushin' the [Bbm] foreign, I swear to be [Fm] fast
Flexed up, next up, I know [Ebm] that they hatin'
Got these niggas a lit [Fm] match
Big ol' [Db] checks comin' straight through the [Ab] mail
Big ol' [Bbm] Glocks sittin' under the [Fm] stairs
Go make a [Db] deposit to throw in the [Ab] air
I'm a real nigga, [Bbm] put that in the [Fm] air
Go shoppin' for nothin', my bitch a [Ab] Chanel
Sauce on my ass, [F] check out my underwear
[Db] Crossin' the J, that shit, they all lit red
You say that it smoke, so what up with the [Fm] deal
Pull up, you know that that [Ab] banger with me
Trap niggas [Fm] really be hangin' with me
While I'm chasin' that bread, I be duckin' in heat
[Ab] Cause you bitches gon' [Fm] die if you fuckin' with me
Tryna give me a bag before I'm stuck in the street
Climbin' straight [Fm] up, but I ain't touch the P
Babe, you can [Ab] ask for whatever you need
Blow down the ten with a Glock on the [C] C
Fuck [Fm] yo' if you ain't on my [Fm] team
Fuck with me and bitch, you gon' bleed
These niggas ain't real shit, that's what I [Bb] believe
That lil' hoe ain't [Bbm] shit, no, she ain't what I [Fm] need
Clutch sticks every day of the week
Too much goin' on, so I stay with that heat
They know what I'm [Ab] on with, I stay in the [Eb] streets
Put me on a [Db] song, put his face on a T
I got a big check waitin' for [Gm] me
Go pick up the [Bbm] bag and don't like me in Greece
They say they want [Fm] beef, I ain't lookin' for [Gm] peace
We gon' hop out with [Fm] heat, put that bitch straight to sleep
I test on my face and my neck what I [Gm] bleed
Bitch, I mean what I [Bbm] say and I say what I [F] mean
The reef on side, now I barely can [Eb] sleep
They talkin' bout [Bbm] money, but broke I can [Fm] see
Hopped out the coupe, got two doors
[Gm] These niggas be [Bbm] pussyin' like two hoes
Sports [Ab] only, no cruise mode, sippin' on mud
Throw a [Bbm] young nigga more, slow
Ice [Fm] on me, I'm too cold, jelly things
Cut him off my tooth, bro
Probably [Ab] won't get two more, bitch, you be catchin'
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[Fm] Big ol' checks comin' straight through the [Ab] mail
Big ol' Glocks sittin' under the [Db] stairs
Go make a deposit to throw in the [Bb] air
I'm a real nigga, put that in the [Fm] air
Go shoppin' for nothin', my bitch is [Ab] Chanel
Sauce on my hair, check out my underwear
[Db] Crossin' the J, that shit, they all lit [Bb] red
You say that it smoke, so what up with the [Fm] deal
Pull up, you know that that banger with [Ab] me
Trap niggas [Fm] really be hangin' with me
While I'm chasin' that bird, I be duckin' in [Cm] heat
Cause you bitches gon' die if you fuck on [Fm] me
Tryna give me a bag before I'm stuck in the street
I'm [Cm] climbin' straight up, but I [Fm] ain't touch the P
Baby, you can ask for whatever you [Gm] need
Blow down the ten with a Glock on the C
Big ol' checks comin' straight through the mail _ _ _
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