Chords for Yo Gotti - Put a Date On It ft. Lil Baby

[Em] _ _ _ Sack comin' in and the money on 4 Gotta put a stamp on it
Jet hit a plate, scrape it off the plate Ay, gotta put the count on it
What's that n***a always talkin' [E] that tough shit N***a put a date on it
Everybody sittin' at the table around here Yeah, there's a lot of plates [Em] on it
Runnin' through the money and the bitch keep callin' Hold up, she gon' have the weight
on it VVS diamond drippin' off my T-shirt
Reach for it, I'm a put your face on it Rolls-Royce truck on the way, cash that for
it Still have the weight on it
Plug fought around, sent a wrong down kind Niggas still had to pay for [Bm] it
Pack [E] coming in on eye falls I'ma keep it 30 in my fault
I'm about to burp and fumble my shawty Niggas did me dirty, ran off on me
Plug did me dirty, took off on me Lil' Hilda just fold and got soft on me
I'm from the streets, you gotta pay with your life
I got away with [Em] the white, you just like your father and he was a wreck
So that mean he raising the mice I had to try through the night
I put that pack on a flight I shot on them pussies the same night
Laid in the bushes a rainy night
Won't put no hoes on no pedals to the edibles
I'm tryna fuck them the same night
I put two hoes on the same flight
Cooked up ten bricks in the same pot
I shot four niggas the same block
Too many of you niggas got the same watch
Why you competing with me nigga?
We are not playing with the same chick
It's murder no murder for her
And this shit been stuck on my mind
Stack coming in and the money don't fall
[D] Gotta put a stamp on [Em] it
Hit a plate, scrub it off the plate
Gotta put the camp on it
Pussy ass nigga always talking that tough shit
Nigga put a date on it
Everybody sitting there telling him round here
There's a lot of plates on it
Running through the money and the bitch keep [D] calling
She gonna have to wait on [Em] it
VVS diamonds dripping on my t-shirt
I'm gonna put your face on it
Roadshow truck on the white cashed out for it
Still had to wait on it
Plugged fuck around, sent a wrong down kind
Nigga [E] still had to pay for it
Hunts down all over, iPhone
I ain't talking show money
Plugged, keep calling, we gonna take his ass down
Had to be some more money
Labels talking contracts, I ain't signing shit
Tell him that I know money
I used to shop with a bitch, she got them low
She kept it real with the niggas
And she get a normal better than these boogies I'm getting
I swear that I'm flooding the city, a real nigga better not diss me
Cause I run with hittas everywhere I go
They [Em] with me, pack coming in on the back street
12 ride by, nigga still keep working
50 thousand dollars for a chain
Know I got down [Bm] well, nigga still ain't [Em] working
I been told before that I quit
Know I got down well, nigga still seem certain
Got a trap going crazy like the first and the third
Got a lot of cash money, I can still get burned
Get away with my chain, you can still get murdered
Had a FN on me when I did this verse
If she's so good at this, she gonna leave you with a purse
I was really in the streets, you can do your research
Stack coming in and the money don't fall
[D] Gotta put a stamp on it, [Em] yeah hit a plate
Scrape it off the plate, gotta put the count on it
Poor sad nigga always talking that tough shit
Nigga put a date on it
Everybody sitting there taking around hell
Yeah, there's a lot of plates on it
Running through the money and the bitch keep calling
She [D] gonna have to wait on it
[Em] VVS diamonds dripping on my t-shirt
I'ma put your face on it
Rolls Royce truck on the way, cashed out for it
Still had to wait on it
Blow a 4 to round, send a roll down, count it
Nigga still had to pay for it _ _ _ _
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