Chord CC by Migos feat Gucci Mane

Intro: Gucci Mane Am Am Am F Huh? Am Huncho, Gato Chorus: Quavo Am Bad bitch know somethin' know somethin' Am Give her that money, go and blow somethin' blow it Am She want a rack 'til I pop somethin' rack Am She want a trick, I'm not one not one Am Pull up and hop on a baddie skrrt F Bm She wanna text me the addie text it F They know we havin' it woo Drums to the face, closed casket brrr Am The pot look greasy woo, suck me up, she please me woo Am Chanel like CC CC, upgrade a bitch from Bebe Bebe Am If she see money, she go get it go get it G All of her friends, they go with her yuh Am She keep up them bands with no nigga racks Am She keep up them bands with no nigga hey Verse 1: Quavo Am Em F She see blue faces, it's no explanation no, no F G Can you make this paper all across the nation? Woah, yeah Am Em F Told her just be patient, I'ma make you famous yeah F G If yo' nigga want beef, treat it like it's Angus bow Eat it up Am Little bit of dick, get nasty bleugh, I gotta tip her here Am I got a pretty girl, low-key classy woo, I gotta flip her flip her Am Bm I ain't here for no pictures nah, put Huncho in the middle Huncho! Am F Young nigga poppin' them bands woo, like Marshawn poppin' them Skittles hey Am F Young nigga got a big green truck, lookin' like Riddler, Riddler uh F G What bitch name with the mean suck? Damn, I can't even remember damn Am F Money fall, yell, timber timber, Ice on in the winter ice F Put the plug in the blender brrr, then he showed up for dinner that's cold Chorus: Quavo Am Bad bitch know somethin' know somethin' Am Give her that money, go and blow somethin' blow it Am She want a rack 'til I pop somethin' rack Am She want a trick, I'm not one not one Am Pull up and hop on a baddie skrrt F Bm She wanna text me the addie text it F They know we havin' it woo Drums to the face, closed casket brrr Am The pot look greasy woo, suck me up, she please me woo Am Chanel like CC CC, upgrade a bitch from Bebe Bebe Am If she see money, she go get it go get it G All of her friends, they go with her yuh Am She keep up them bands with no nigga racks Am She keep up them bands with no nigga hey Verse 2: Gucci Mane Am Em C I suppose, propose, to show off my Rollie in Rolls in Rolls F G This goes, them hoes, we OC, outta control Em F Fuck the folks and the border patrol, coast guard, free all of the bros free the bros F G We the goats, who want some smoke 'cause we set all of the smokes Am We got lows, my 66' spokes, they look like dinner rolls dinner rolls Dm Am I hit my coupe, now it's a centerfold centerfold Dm Multi-million, but I jiggalo jiggalo Am My portfolio say I sold plenty coke Wop! Chorus: Quavo Am Bad bitch know somethin' know somethin' Am Give her that money, go and blow somethin' blow it Am She want a rack 'til I pop somethin' rack Am She want a trick, I'm not one not one Am Pull up and hop on a baddie skrrt F Bm She wanna text me the addie text it F They know we havin' it woo Drums to the face, closed casket brrr Am The pot look greasy woo, suck me up, she please me woo Am Chanel like CC CC, upgrade a bitch from Bebe Bebe Am If she see money, she go get it go get it G All of her friends, they go with her yuh Am She keep up them bands with no nigga racks Am She keep up them bands with no nigga hey Verse 3: Offset Woo, woo, woo, Offset, hey Am Applyin' the pressure for mo' millions pressure F The bricks come from Japan and Korea Korea Am I done made 2.5 on my Nokia brrr G He got kidnapped after that shit too real Am C Bad bitch, she walkin' with Chanel on her feet Chanel, Chanel, Chanel, Chanel F Litty got her titties done, now she on fleek F Plain Jane rollin' with the bust AP plain, plain, plain, plain G I make the thottie meet me at the Grand Marquis thottie Am Playin' for keeps, gotta move it low-key playin' for keeps She tryna fuck, she in heat hey Am Yeah, she gotta fuck by the three smashed Tip toein' back door and creep back door Am I don't know no tricks, but I treat no tricks Bm I told her to suck with a beat Am Put Emerald sets in my links emerald, 24-karat my sink Verse 4: Takeoff Am Em 175 for the mink white F F Turn the housewife to a freak freak And I got the ice on fleek fleek G Chanel, double down, CC Chanel Am C He'll tell you, it's a price on me he'll tell you F Ran off, made your life on me ran off No gun, pull a knife on me knife G Back back, get your wife off me back back Am On sight with me on sight, my diamonds fight with me my diamonds fight Am Can't clone, we on, fly like drones, they bitin' me argh Am Bm A sight to see sight, this gas tank on E E Am North Pole, wrist on freeze ice, wait 'til my dawg get free free Chorus: Quavo Am Bad bitch know somethin' know somethin' Am Give her that money, go and blow somethin' blow it Am She want a rack 'til I pop somethin' rack Am She want a trick, I'm not one not one Am Pull up and hop on a baddie skrrt F Bm She wanna text me the addie text it F They know we havin' it woo Drums to the face, closed casket brrr Am The pot look greasy woo, suck me up, she please me woo Am Chanel like CC CC, upgrade a bitch from Bebe Bebe Am If she see money, she go get it go get it G All of her friends, they go with her yuh Am She keep up them bands with no nigga racks Am She keep up them bands with no nigga hey