Oh My Goodness Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Em]I go[D]t racks up in my pocket,
rack[Bm]s up in [D]my pocket (ayy)
I got thots all in my [Em]phone [D]callin' me, bitch stop
it [Em](bang, bang, bang)[Bm][D]
Fourteen [C]hundred [Em]for this belt,
this ain't no [D]damn Versace (ISO) (skrrt, skrrt)
[Em]Bang (ooh wee,
it's [G]Oh!Zone on the [D]bea[Em]t)
Bang, bang, [D]bang, bang
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Yeah
Four [Em]nick[D][Em][G]
[D]els[Em],
[D][Em][G][D][Em]
got [G]them racks, [D]got them sacks, [Em]them stacks
Them [D]rolls, [Em]them hoes,
[G]them [D]clothes
Glo [Em]Gang
Know how we [G]rockin' like cut-
[D]off stockings
Keep kush in our [Em]pocket[G] s[D]

[Verse 2]
[D]I got r[Em]acks up i[G]n my pocket,
racks up in my [D]pocket (bang)
I [Em]got thots all in my phone callin' [G]me,
[Bm]bitch, stop it
Four[D]teen [Em]hunnid for this belt,
this ain't no dam[G]n V[D]ersace
[Bm]And [Em]I'm smokin' on this dope,
my hobby [G]gettin' [D]money
I count [Em]money like a pro,
you know that I done [D]done [Bm]it
Twenties, [Em]fifties, hundreds,
bitch, [D]I'm stuntin'
Fifties, [Em]hun dreds, twenties,
oh my [D]goodness
I need my [Em]money machine to
count [G]this lil' shit [D]for me

[Verse 3]
[D]I be flexi[Em]n' on niggas,
just [G]coolin' [D](flexin', flexin')
I got my [Em]niggas, my money,
[G]my tool[D]ie (need my money and my toolie)
I got [Em]my cars, my house and my [G]jew[D] elry (y[Em]es,
man)
Flexin' on niggas, I ain't [D]worried (I ain't
worried 'bout a thing)
[Em]Smokin' Tooka to the head
(Tooka to [G]the [Bm]head)
Come [Em]through shoot ya then ya dead (come
[D]through shoot ya then ya dead)
I'm gettin' [Em]money,
fuck the feds [G](I'm gettin' money, [D]fuck the feds)
And [Bm]I'm Glo [Em]Gang, what is this? [G](And I'm Glo [D]Gang,
what is this?)
That's my [C]shit, you lil' bitch [Em](that's my [G]shit,
you [D]lil' bitch)
Let's get [Em]rich, you lil' bitch (let's get rich,
[D]you lil' bitch)
Get off my [Em]dick, you lil' bitch [G](get off my dick,
you [D]lil' bitch)
And go [Em]get you a brick (and go
get [D]you a [Em]brick)
Smokin' Tutu,
this my [G]oxygen [D](smokin' Tutu)
Too much damn Tu[Em]tu, where my car keys,
man? (Too much damn Tutu)
[D]Countin' rolls [Em]like a boxer,
[D]man (countin' rolls)
[Em]Ya know that I'm [G]the [D]man (ya know it)
I got [Em]racks up in my [G]pocket,

[Verse 4]
racks up in my [D]pocket
I [Em]got thots all in my phone callin' [G]me,
[D]bitch, stop it
Four[Bm]teen [Em]hunned for this belt,
this ain't no damn [D]versace
[Bm]And [Em]I'm smokin' on this dope,
my [G]hobby gettin' [D]money
[Bm]I count [Em]money like a pro, you know
that [G]I done d[D]one it
Twenties, [Em]fifties, hundreds,
[G]bitch, [D]I'm stuntin'
Fifties, hun[Em]dreds, twenties,
[G]oh my [D]goodness
I need my [Em]money machine to count
[G]this lil' shit [D]for me

[Verse 5]
[Bm]Money ma[Em]chine go, "Beep, [G]beep"[D]
Hop [Em]in my car, skrrt- sk[D]rrt- skrrt, dudu- dudu- dudu,
beep- beep
[Em]All these fuck- boys wanna be [D]me[G][D]
His [Em]bitch let me fuck 'cause I got racks,
so I hit it like [D]bang- bang, skeet- skeet
Tat[Em]ted up like fuck, y[G]eah[D][Bm]
[D]Money tat[Em]ted on my mind,
[D]yeah
[Em].30 tatted on my gun, [D]yeah
[Em]It's time to have fun, [D]yeah
His bitch say [Em]she wanna fuck me
She [G]really wanna fuck [D]with money
[Em]Thought that I ain't know
She thought that I was [D]a dummy
[Em]Told her save that shit
[G]Baby, you [D]on that lame ass shit,
[Bm]I don't [Em]play that shit

[Verse 6]
[Em]I got racks up in my pocket,
racks up in my [D]pocket
I [Em]got thots all in my phone callin' [D]me,
bitch, stop it
Fourteen [Em]hunnid for this belt,
this ain't no damn [D]Versace
And [Em]I'm smokin' on this dope,
my hobby [G]gettin' [D]money
I count [Em]money like a pro,
you know that I done [G]done [D]it
[Bm]Twenties, [Em]fifties, hundreds,
bitch, [D]I'm stuntin'
Fifties, [Em]hundreds, twenties,
oh my [D]goodness
I need my [Em]money machine
to count this [G]lil' shit [D]for me