Taylor Chords

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[Verse 1]
[Em]Okay[C][Em][C][Am]
Know what I'm [Em]sayin'
(Cardo got wings)
I ain't gon' [G]keep playin'
[Am]with y'all[C][Em]
Not like I was before [C]though, [Am]haha
[Em]Uh
Back seat, how I [G]like to ride
[Bm]Two [C]freaks tryna fit i[Em]nside
Just left the club, now she [G]wanna slide
[Bm]Nigga keep[C] callin' s[Em]o she tryna hide
Big chain, got her [G]eyes wide
[Bm]Big [C]doug[Em]h, nigga no lie
Presidential, monumental
She [C]only fuck with [Em]you when the rent due
I'm tryna bag one [G]when I spin through
[Bm]On the grind[Em],
gettin' [Bm]money's not a [Em]issue
You know it's the bomb
just by the [G]scent
Nigga sayin' he a [C]pimp but he
[Em]doin' shit that tricks do
Lot of bullshit I [G]been through
It [Bm]made me a [C]boss and my
whole team [Em]of ficial
We just stickin' to the [G]script
Niggas [Bm]say in' they get [C]down but I
[Em]promise they don't do it like this
'Bout to take another [G]trip
[Bm]Tell my bitch [Em]roll another zip
And my gang don't [G]slip
Smoke [C]trees, count a mil' before [Em]I dip
So much that the bank can't [G]fit
[Bm]She chose [G]up, you can't blame her
We in the [Em]room high as a sky scraper
[G]We came this far, [C]never gon' [F]change up,
[Em]homie that's Taylor
Straight game, what I [G]give her
[Bm]Big crib[Em] but I made it out of Pittsburgh
No time for the [G]fuck shit
[Bm]We pull up, [C]cleanest nigga[Em]s at the function
All white [G]Benz lookin'
for some skin[Bm]s
Make [Em]sure I got [C]room for you
[Em]plus your friends
Straight card, no [G]cash
Heard them niggas [C]be simpin' so them
[Em]niggas ain't lastin'
Get a joint and put [G]gas in
Them niggas ain't even in my [C]way,
[Em]I move past 'em
Everything [G]I make classic
And [Bm]niggas be [Em]hat in',
but to me that ain't natural
And it's [G]pay [Em]me, fuck [Bm]you
[C]Smell two K's when I [Em]come through
I just roll another [G]zip
Niggas sayin' they get [C]down but I [Em]promise
they don't do it like this
'Bout to take another [G]trip
Tell my bitch [Em]roll another zip
And my gang [G]don't slip
Smoke [C]trees, count a mil' before [Em]I dip
So much that the bank can't [G]fit
[Bm]She chose [G]up, you can't blame her
We in the [Em]room high as a sky scraper
[G]We came this far, [C]never gon' [F]change up,
[Em]homie that's [G]Taylor

[Outro 1]
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