Fetty Wap - Trap Queen, аккорды

Verse 1:
                           
Am
  
I'm like "hey, what's up, hello" 
                 
Dm
                            
F
  
Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in that door 
               
G
                             
Am
  
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll 
                
Dm
                             
F
  
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove 
                   
G
                               
Am
  
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low 
              
F
                         
Dm
  
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando 
                
F
                             
Am
  
We be countin' up, watch how far them bands go 
               
Dm
                        
F
  
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos 
           
G
                        
Am
  
Got 56 a gram, prob' a 100 grams though 
                     
Dm
                           
F
  
Man, I swear I love her how she work the damn pole 
               
G
                           
Am
  
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go 
            
Dm
                              
F
  
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though 
                   
G
                             
Am
  
In love with the money, I ain't never letting go 
 
Hook 2x:
           
Dm
  
And I get high with my baby 
 
F
                                    
G
              
Am
  
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah 
           
Dm
  
And I can ride with my baby 
 
F
                              
G
                
Am
  
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah 
 
Verse 2:
            
Am
                              
Dm
                  
I hit the strip with my trap queen cause all we know is bands 
                  
F
                   
G
  
I just might snatch a Ferrari and buy my boo a Lamb' 
                  
Am
                          
Dm
  
I might just snatch her necklace, drop a couple on a ring 
             
F
                               
G
  
She ain't want it for nothin' because I got her everything 
            
Am
                          
Dm
  
Bitch you up in the bando, without deniro can't go 
        
F
                           
G
  
Remi boys got extendo, count up hella dem bands tho 
      
Am
  
How far can your Benz go? 
 
Dm
                                    
F
                
Fetty Wap I'm living fifty thousand К how I stand tho 
         
G
                           
Am
  
If you checking out my pockets hol' up 
 
Hook 2x:
           
Dm
  
And I get high with my baby 
 
F
                                    
G
               
Am
  
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah 
           
Dm
  
And I can ride with my baby 
 
F
                              
G
                 
Am
  
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah 
 
Verse 1 Repeat
 
               
Am
                                  
Dm
  
I be smoking dope and you know Backwoods what I roll 
            
G
                              
Am
  
Remy Boy, Fetty eating shit up that's fasho 
                
Dm
                          
F
  
Ill run in ya house, then I'll fuck your ho 
                      
G
                             
Am
  
Cause Remy Boyz or nothing, Re-Re-Remy Boyz or nothing 
 
Outro: 
Dm
   
F
   
G