Chords for Yeat ~ Talk

[E] Yee Yee Yee Yee Yee Yee
Come on man
All that niggas on the floor right now
Pushing it all, niggas getting in pain
Niggas was [C] popping pussy by the front door
Niggas was throwing chairs
Everything was going down
50,000 people
[E] Yee Yee concert
Real [N] Twitty shit right here
Real Twitty shit right here
You gotta [C] know about it
Jump out in [Em] the zone
[A] Jump out in [E] the zone
Had to turn my flow up, yeah
Had to change the zone
[C] Had to turn my diamonds, yeah
[Em] That's making head and toe
[C] But what you saying is
Just shut up and let me go
Riding in that V, you let [F#] the talk of truth
Bro, I wrote [C] these bucks down
What you doing, I got my bling in time
Head number one up on these tri [C#]-reaction Look [C] what
[Em] I-I-I we do it, you go number [F#] one
[Em] And I just brought in some ass
And the bitch is the first of the [C] month
Round round, I'm in the car
And the bitch is my chair
Just say they gon' throw it in the sun
I went and paid in the Benz
I switched shit up
I went and did nobody's thing
All I want is my family, my coke, my money
My slime, [F#] my shit, and my money
I feel about [C] what you saying
I don't listen to it
And I don't wanna hear about [E] nothing
Ain't no whip [G] got too hard
You're about to rush again
[C] With that Cali never
I'm about to bring this shit back
And wave from the top at the time of the month
I'm about to do it again
About to do it again
[Em] About to share with the song
He gon' talk to Ratt
He gon' talk to Benz
He gon' talk to Schmitz
He gon' talk to the land
I'm [C] gonna talk to Santa
You already heard what I said
He got big boy dimes on me
He [Em] got big boy bread
And I'm getting fucked by the coupe
Yeah, I'm [B] about to beat some [Em] fans
You need to make no money
If you don't make no sense
And I'm sure the coupe
I'm [Am] about to tell it again
[C] Joe Bob had the song
Joe Bob had the song
Had to turn my flow up, yeah
[E] Had to change the tone
[C] Had to turn my diamonds, yeah
[Bm] They smackin' head and toe
[C] About what you saying
And she said, let me go
[Bm] Ratt, I need that B
You let [F#] that talk of truth
Ratt, I wrote [C] these bucks down
Watch this on me
I got my bling in plenty
Yeah, number one up on each Harvey
Yeah, he still the one
I, I, we do it, you [B] go number [F#] one
[G] And I just brought in some ears
Lil' bitches, the price of the month
[F#] Riding around, I'm [Em] in the car
And lil' bitches, marchin' around the city
With Freddy the son
[E] I went and paid [Em] him to be in the slits
Shit up, I'm winning it, no matter that
[C] Hold up, all the fans in my family
My coupe, my brother, my slur
My shit, and my mind
I'm good about what you saying
I don't listen to it
I don't [Em] wanna hear about [F#] nothing
And the world [C] got too high
Yeah, I'm from right, short
Yeah, when they coming, then what?
I'm about to bring this shit back
[G] I'm waiting for the top [C#] of the top of the [E] month
I'm [C] about to do it again
I'm about to do it again
[Em] I'm about to share with the song
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