Both Eyes Closed chords by Gucci Mane

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Key: Bbm

Difficulty: Novice

Intro:
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                We got London on da Track
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Drop top, wop
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If Young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you

Chorus:
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Cartier frames, call me four eyes
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Still can cook a deuce up with both eyes closed
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A lot of people still got a lot of shit
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to say about the clothes and the pics I post
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But it's a beautiful day outside today
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Don't know which car I'ma drive today
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Promoter just brought me 200 grand
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And I'ma count it by hand all hundreds with both eyes closed

Verse:
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I've got a chick so fine, make a blind man see her
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She runnin' through my mind, that's a fine idea
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And I ain't Blake Griffin, I don't drive no Kia
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If it ain't 10 mil, I can't sign no deal
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I'm all about a check, fresh Nikes, let's do it
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And I spy a bitch that wanna scrape, get to it
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Trap tutorial, ridin' down Memorial
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From the bando to the Waldorf Astoria
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If you don't like to see niggas shine, then close your eyes then
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I'll be on a private island, vibin' to violins
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Autobiography, Gucci Mane the author
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And I'm the trap sponsor, Gucci Mane's the father
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An eight figure nigga just walked into Wal-Mart
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If you ain't gettin' money then move out of Georgia
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100 tapes and goin', go check my discography
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The freshest nigga livin', go check your photography

Chorus:
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Cartier frames, call me four eyes
                                          Ab
Still can cook a deuce up with both eyes closed
           Bbm
A lot of people still got a lot of shit
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to say about the clothes and the pics I post
            Bbm
But it's a beautiful day outside today
                            Ab
Don't know which car I'ma drive today
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Promoter just brought me 200 grand
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And I'ma count it by hand all hundreds with both eyes closed

Verse:
N.C.
I just drove the Tesla with both eyes closed
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Made a 100 thousand on the one-eyed stove
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Two-tone Wraith and a two-tone PP
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Walked out of Gucci with the two-tone GG
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Bulletproof Range, the coke color albino
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Yeah, my sauce A1, no Fogo de Chão
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Makin' money in piles sellin' people the Pyro
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Click the link in the bio, I'm the illest that I know
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I'm the illest to rivals, all my cars got a title
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Had to Roc just like Tidal, sell a preacher the Bible
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I'm a hustler for real, sell a hospital vital
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Sell my cousin some Adderall 'cause he takin' his finals
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Tity Boi your highness, make it through any crisis
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All I do is look straight, all the bullshit behind us
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Got the Ye on the bracelet, got the Ye on the frame
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Got the Ye on the watch, Ye to the game

Chorus:
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Cartier frames, call me four eyes
                                          Ab
Still can cook a deuce up with both eyes closed
           Bbm
A lot of people still got a lot of shit
                                         Ab
to say about the clothes and the pics I post
            Bbm
But it's a beautiful day outside today
                            Ab
Don't know which car I'ma drive today
          Bbm
Promoter just brought me 200 grand
                               Ab
And I'ma count it by hand all hundreds with both eyes closed

Verse 3:
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Don't mean to brag and boast, but I be fresher than most
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Ran through my first million playin' on the West Coast
Keep some pretty girls 'round me everywhere that I go
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We made it out the streets, pop a bottle, let's make a toast
I run circles 'round scrap niggas with a blindfold
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And she said "Let's make love\