Money So Big

[Chorus]
F#m      D
   Yeah, my money big body,
         C#
my money Tonka
           F#m
No I don't need you,
I really don't want you
D
My money be twerkin',
            C#
my money do dances (Woah)
F#m
Yeah, shut up
D
I already heard you,
              C#
I don't wanna answer
          F#m                               D
You ruin everything you touch, you a cancer (Yeah,
yeah)
C#               F#m
Yeah, I'm on the side where we win, no
D                                C#
You not that guy 'cause I'm him, yeah
            F#m                              D
I ride that big body right out the lot, it's a GLE,
                C#
came with a tint
                   F#m
I don't wanna hear none of the shit that you sayin',
    D                           C#
you cap out your chinnychinchin (None)
                F#m                            D
I'm rockin' the latest designer, the finest of fur,
                            C#
that's that chinchilla skin (Yeah)
           F#m                                D
They tryna copy the wave and I told them they can't even
                   C#
surf a wave on it, yeah
                 F#m
They steady been copying my sound, they some birds,
       D                           C#
they a parrot if I'm being honest, yeah
             F#m
Why you been cappin' 'bout your whole life?
D                                C#
How is you rappin' 'bout a whole lie?
             F#m                                      D
How you stay rappin' 'bout these damn drugs you ain't ever
                      C#
tried once your whole life? (Cap)

[Verse]
F#m                      D
Yeah, these kids is some motherfuckin' burgers,
                 C#
I'm callin' them Five Guys
F#m                   D
Yeah, these kids frier than a grease ball, yeah,
   C#        F#m
he friedfried
              D
I just pulled up in that Bentley,
                    C#
that bitch got them frog eyes
F#m                     D                            C#
They tryna bite the swag but they bitches biting our dicks
        F#m
I count every time she sucked me up,
D                         C#
 this a hundred and sixty licks (Woah)
           F#m                         D
Can't even count the songs I made in a month,
                           C#
that's a hundred and sixty hits
          F#m                    D
They say, "Yeat, you keep on evolving,
                       C#
how you so steady with it?"
          F#m
They say, "Yeat,
                     D                           C#
how your pockets swollen? You gotta show me that shit"
                          F#m
'Bout to tell you how I'm doin' and shit
D                     C#
I got the devil on my phone, he told me,
     F#m
keep doin' this shit
                   D
Yeah, devil taught me how to get rich
      C#              F#m
Yeah, how many bands? sixsix
                    D
Twizz in a minivan, couple of big sticks
               C#                    F#m
Bitch 'bout to ride me like she on a RipStik
Yeah, they said,
D                                  C#
"What's that red on your chest?" I told 'em,
                   F#m
"that's your bitch lipstick"
      D                            C#
Yeah, I pulled up in a Tonka and a helicopter,
          F#m
I'm goin' nuts
Yeah,
D                        C#                     F#m
I had a fifty band and I turned it to a honeybun
                       D
Didn't even need to go sign me a deal for these flawless
   C#                        F#m
diamonds, bitch, I'm already up
                          D
I got a lil' thotty, that bitch is the baddest,
               C#
she up in that coupe on me,
           F#m
suckin' me up

[Chorus]
      D                           C#
Yeah, my money big body, my money Tonka
           F#m
No I don't need you,
I really don't want you
D
My money be twerkin',
            C#
my money do dances (Woah)
F#m
Yeah, shut up
D
I already heard you,
              C#
I don't wanna answer
          F#m                               D
You ruin everything you touch, you a cancer (Yeah,
yeah)
C#               F#m
Yeah, I'm on the side where we win, no
D                                C#
You not that guy 'cause I'm him, yeah
            F#m                              D
I ride that big body right out the lot, it's a GLE,
                C#
came with a tint
                   F#m
I don't wanna hear none of the shit that you sayin',
    D                           C#
you cap out your chinnychinchin (None)
                F#m                            D
I'm rockin' the latest designer, the finest of fur,
                            C#
that's that chinchilla skin (Yeah)
           F#m                                D
They tryna copy the wave and I told them they can't even
                   C#
surf a wave on it, yeah
                 F#m
They steady been copying my sound, they some birds,
       D                           C#
they a parrot if I'm being honest, yeah
             F#m
Why you been cappin' 'bout your whole life?
D                                C#
How is you rappin' 'bout a whole lie?
             F#m                                      D
How you stay rappin' 'bout these damn drugs you ain't ever
                      C#
tried once your whole life? (Cap)

[Outro]
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