Draco chords by Future
Guitar chords with lyrics
Intro: You better not raise your voice at me You know I got a pimp degree Pluto Chorus: Cm Dm Draco season with the bookbag Cm Gm Rat tat, got a little kick back Cm Dm Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch Cm Gm You ain't never ever get your bitch back Cm Dm You ain't never ever get your bitch back Cm Gm You ain't never ever get your bitch back Cm Dm You ain't never ever get your bitch back Cm Gm You ain't never ever get your bitch back
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Verse 1: Cm Dm Lamborghini doors when I lift off Cm Gm They done fucked around, got a nigga pissed off Cm Dm Nice little thot got a stiff arm Cm Gm Did the Heisman on the hoe got the stiff arm Cm Dm Fuck all that biting like Tyson or Holyfield Cm Gm Woah whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa Cm Dm A couple of pills and I got my soda filled Cm Gm Woah whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa Cm Dm Break out a sweat, I go head over heels for these mils Cm Gm Woah whoa whoa whoa whoa Cm Dm She thinks she the one but to me she ain't nothing but a thrill Cm Gm Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa Cm Dm I've been drippin' like a God, what else? Cm Gm I been dodgin' all the flage, what else? Cm Dm I been fillin' up garages, what else? Cm Gm I gave her her first ménage, what else? Cm Dm Close your eyes eyes eyes Cm Gm I'm about to slide slide slide Cm Dm Wonder why why why Cm Gm I stay in the sky sky sky Cm Dm Pink molly, let me dance with her (yup) Cm Gm Freestylin', let me dance with her Cm Dm Sky Dweller, it was sentimental Cm Gm Rose gold, it was cinnamon Chorus: Cm Dm Draco season with the bookbag Cm Gm Rat tat, got a little kick back Cm Dm Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch Cm Gm You ain't never ever get your bitch back Cm Dm You ain't never ever get your bitch back Cm Gm You ain't never ever get your bitch back Cm Dm You ain't never ever get your bitch back Cm Gm You ain't never ever get your bitch back Verse 2: Cm Dm Fuck up my bitch by the change Cm Gm Want me to jump out the stage Cm Dm I wanna jump in the air Cm Gm You know the love ain’t fair Cm Dm You killin' then show us the proof Cm Gm I already got the juice Cm Dm Chain different colors like fruits Cm Gm I like to hang out the roof Cm Dm I got to train my bitches Cm Gm I'm putting chains on my bitches Cm Dm I'll pull some chain on the snitches Cm Gm I'm focused, I'm back on my mission Cm Dm Flex on a nigga, no apologies Cm Gm Molly off-white, done got to me Cm Dm Playing hockey with the ice in the Major League Cm Gm 35 bitches at the St. Reg Cm Dm Fall back shooter like KD Cm Gm Back in the kitchen with the Curry Cm Dm Pullin' up wit Xan, can't hurt me Cm Gm Pineapple drink lookin' syrupy Cm Dm 56 nights, I was dirty Cm Gm Styrofoam cups servin' patients Cm Dm Heard you been talkin' bout the kid Cm Gm Knowin' damn well that’s a flagrant (technical) Cm Dm I cancel two bitches Cm Gm I got me some new bitches Cm Dm Come check out how I’m living Cm Gm I got me some new drippy Cm Dm I got me some new drip! Cm Gm She ain't got nothing to do with it Cm Dm I'll give my bitch to you Cm Gm If that what she mean to you Chorus: Cm Dm Draco season with the bookbag Cm Gm Rat tat, got a little kick back Cm Dm Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch Cm Gm You ain't never ever get your bitch back Cm Dm You ain't never ever get your bitch back Cm Gm You ain't never ever get your bitch back Cm Dm You ain't never ever get your bitch back Cm Gm You ain't never ever get your bitch back Cm Dm Draco season with the bookbag Cm Gm Rat tat, got a little kick back Cm Dm Hundreds on hundreds got a good batch Cm Gm You ain't never ever get your bitch back Cm Dm You ain't never ever get your bitch back Cm Gm You ain't never ever get your bitch back Cm Dm You ain't never ever get your bitch back Cm Gm You ain't never ever get your bitch back Verse 3: Cm Dm Yeah I'm cruisin' in the deep Cm Gm I'm twisted up, I got geeked Cm Dm Misbehaving with ya freak Cm Gm Can't tell she got teeth Cm Dm I was in her mouth like veneers Cm Gm Stop comparing my career Cm Dm Designer flooded through the crib Cm Gm Business furniture for real Cm Dm Bought a Fendi couch for my kids Cm Gm They just want to plug a nigga wig Cm Dm Charge a half a mil for the gig Cm Gm Middle fingers up, fuck the pigs Cm Dm Diamonds fallin' off me, let me jig Cm Gm Never falling off and never quit Cm Dm I retired cookin' up a brick Cm Gm Certified nigga out the six Cm Dm Who was wrapping dummies in the zone Cm Gm I was chargin' 10 for the strong Cm Dm Keep on goin' in on this song Cm Gm Keep an F&N at your home Cm Dm Lesson learned and we moving on Cm Gm I got Firm niggas, Al Capone Cm Dm Got my Chi niggas on the horn Cm Gm
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