Chords with lyrics
🎸 Intro:
(Hitmaka)
(Hol' up)
🎸 Chorus: Fabolous:
G+G
I just gotta keep it street on some G+G code shit (G+G code)
C# minorC#m
Do whatever for them wins on some cheat code shit (Do whatever)
G+G
Tryna be paid in full on some Rico shit (Get money)
C# minorC#m
Toast to a rich hustle nigga
Clicquot rich
G+G
I just gotta keep it street on some G+G code shit (That's facts)
C# minorC#m
Do whatever for them wins on some cheat code shit (Don't play with us)
G+G
Tryna be paid in full on some Rico shit (Killa, what up)
C# minorC#m
Toast to a rich hustle nigga
Clicquot rich (Clicquot rich)
🎸 Verse 1: Fabolous:
G+G
If they ask me how I been
I say, "I can complain" (I can't)
C# minorC#m
Same reason I be icy 'cause I can't come plain (I can't)
G+G
I know that life's a bitch but I ran some game
C# minorC#m
And pop bottles 'cause I became a champ from pain (Let's go)
G+G
Now the watch look good and I rock handsome chains
C# minorC#m
Plus I always keep it a buck and some change
G+G
I been comin' through Harlem since the Branson strain (Facts)
C# minorC#m
Ask about my Pelle
Avirex and ?: game (Facts)
Ask Capo
A minorAm I capping (Huh)
Stop me when I'm rapping (Huh)
This shit really happened so guess I'm really rapping (Really rapping, nigga)
You turned into a hater for a bitch number (Ew)
I hustled all winter for a rich summer (Oh)
🎸 Chorus: Fabolous
Jim Jones
Fabolous & Jim Jones:
I just gotta keep it street on some G+G code shit (Facts)
Do whatever for them wins on some cheat code shit (Whatever)
Tryna be paid in full on some Rico shit (Harlem)
Toast to a rich hustle nigga
Clicquot rich (You see it)
I just gotta keep it street on some G+G code shit (Keep it a buck)
Do whatever for them wins on some cheat code shit (How you winning)
Tryna be paid in full on some Rico shit (Hurr)
Toast to a rich hustle nigga (Ha)
Clicquot rich (Capo)
🎸 Verse 2: Jim Jones:
We been popping champagne since we started with the white star (Facts)
Then we jumped to the Rose like when Juelz had the white car (Remember that)
Shit back then it was a hunnid for the Cristal
That was the nineties
I was running wild with my pistol (Brr)
Summer in Miami when we start drinking Veuve (Woo)
Always ready for action like a part of a movie (Loaded)
I been dripping since I hit 'em with the scarf and the Lou V
Niggas know the vibe, that summer start 'em in a new V (Skrr)
And I know all the gangstas down on NA Roc
Shit
I let my milli pop up on NA block (Grr)
All these bottles on the corner like we just won a chip
And we got these bitches thirsty like they just want a sip (Really rich)
🎸 Chorus: Fabolous & Jim Jones:
I just gotta keep it street on some G+G code shit (Keep it a buck)
Do whatever for them wins on some cheat code shit (How you want it)
Tryna be paid in full on some Rico shit (Harlem)
Toast to a rich hustle nigga
Clicquot rich (Go)
🎸 Verse 3: Fabolous:
I got Clicquot poppin' off like freak hoes
Got 'em lookin' like, "Who that " (Who that), no peepholes
I've been doin' Costa Ricas and Puerto Ricos
I've been smokin' on West Coast on the East Coast (Yeah)
I've been movin' more amiGo and less ego (For real)
I just call a blicky Quavo, my best Migo
I will let them things take off like torpedo (Pew, pew, pew)
Then I'm pullin' off that set SRT though
Left 'em like Benny Blanco, they Carlitto (Remember me)
Pour 'em out
R.I.P though, yo
I guess that Instagram money, they don't bring out with 'em (Nah)
I guess everybody rich until you hang out with 'em (Facts)
🎸 Verse 4: Jim Jones:
Everybody rich until it's time to bring the drop out
He had ?: on the 'Gram, he must forgot to bring the watch out (Oh, he forgot)
I be starin' at the sky like I forgot to bring the top out (Woo)
Tell Dom Poo we need the riches on the menu at the traphouse (You know the vibes)
So we can shut the spot down, you know fried rice with the prawns (Hurr)
Everybody eat, that's just the life of a don (Capo)
Uptown drinkin' riches watchin' the night turn morning
Own the club, still partyin' when the lighs turn on (Go), shit
We just tryna chill, keep it light, catch a summer breeze (Somethin' light)
Block on fire, you got the gun? You better run from these (Bang, bang)
Pockets so heavy, thirty grand in my dungarees
Tank top on 'cause it's hot like a hunnid degrees
🎸 Chorus: Fabolous:
I just gotta keep it street on some G+G code shit (Keep it G+G)
Do whatever for them wins on some cheat code shit (Whatever it takes)
Tryna be paid in full on some Rico shit (Harlem)
Toast to a rich hustle nigga (Rich hustle nigga)
Clicquot rich (Clicquot rich)
