Am Dm
G
Hey
Young Jefe
Am
Cardo got wings
                    Dm   G
Fuck it up, get it again

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
    C
My mind it be stuck on that cash
      Em
If I love you, I'll give you my last
              Am
Hundreds and fifties is hitting the stash
                                      G
Twenties and tens, we blow that shit fast
Am
Fuck it up, get it again
C
Fuck it up, get it again
Dm
Fuck it up, get it again
                Em                  G
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again
Am
I'm here to make money, not friends
I fell in love with the blue on them bands
Dm
I like to thumb through a check with my friends
                 G
For all of this money, committed some sins
Am
Fuck it up, get it again (yeah)
Fuck it up, get it again (fuck it up)
Dm
Fuck it up, get it again
     G
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again, yeah

[Verse 1: Shy Glizzy]
Am
She wanna fuck with a boss
                         G
She cannot kick it with him
Dm
She wanna fuck a big dog
Em                           G
I told her okay lil baby I'm him
Am
Me and my niggas we ballin'
                                     G
Fuck around, cut the net off of the rim (swish)
Dm
I fuck around, fuck her again (yeah)
        Em
Then I fuck around, fuck on her friends
          Am
They like who is them niggas right there?
I see all of them dressed in Monclers
   C
I spent twenty bands on my ears (bling bling)
                         G
Goddamnit this shit is unfair (goddamn, goddamn)
Am
Play with me nigga, I dare
I highly advise you to stay over there
              Em
Got your lil bitch and another lil bitch and they all in my bed
We layin' on the spread
Am
I am the Louboutin don
I'm passing my swag to my son
Dm                    F
Big booty bitch on my arm
     G
She papi can we go to Milan?
Am
I took that bitch to Miami
                          F
Yeah and we stayed at The One
Dm
We had to live up on Sunday
               G
I fucked that bitch off the Dom Perignon, uh

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
    C
My mind it be stuck on that cash
      Em
If I love you, I'll give you my last
              Am
Hundreds and fifties is hitting the stash
                                      G
Twenties and tens, we blow that shit fast
Am
Fuck it up, get it again
C
Fuck it up, get it again
Dm
Fuck it up, get it again
                Em                  G
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again
Am
I'm here to make money, not friends
I fell in love with the blue on them bands
Dm
I like to thumb through a check with my friends
                 G
For all of this money, committed some sins
Am
Fuck it up, get it again (yeah)
Fuck it up, get it again (fuck it up)
Dm
Fuck it up, get it again
     G
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again, yeah

[Verse 2: Dave East]
Am
I fell in love with the seats in the Wraith
           Em
My lawyer Jewish, I'm beating my case
                C
Hundreds and fifties, we keeping it safe
                 Em
You say you got pistols, I need 'em today
             C
I don't feel safe if I ain't got a pipe
               Em
My homie just called me, they just gave him life
               G
I'm tryna give 50K to his lawyer
I hope they appeal that shit like shakin' dice
          Am
Fuck up a check when I run up in Saks
My bitch got my name tatted right on her ass
           F
I used to bag up, go right to the ave
                 Em
I ain't have no whip, I got right in the cab
            Am
Goin' for nothing, know I'm with the shit
I like to match up my gun with my fit
               C
Shout out to Glizzy, know I got that glizzy
              G
Got so many diamonds I look like a lick
          Am
So many bitches I look like a pimp
We ordering lobster, don't forget the shrimp
            Dm
Foreign, I gotta five percent the tint
            G
Every day prayin', lord forgive my sins
            Am
Young nigga risk it all for a Benz
Ain't got no pal, I'm goin' to the pen
             Dm
Baggin' the powder, blow it in the wind
               G
I'm gon' get dollars, know I'm 'bout to spend
I gotta get money

[Chorus: Shy Glizzy]
    C
My mind it be stuck on that cash
      Em
If I love you, I'll give you my last
              Am
Hundreds and fifties is hitting the stash
                                      G
Twenties and tens, we blow that shit fast
Am
Fuck it up, get it again
C
Fuck it up, get it again
Dm
Fuck it up, get it again
                Em                  G
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again
Am
I'm here to make money, not friends
I fell in love with the blue on them bands
Dm
I like to thumb through a check with my friends
                 G
For all of this money, committed some sins
Am
Fuck it up, get it again (yeah)
Fuck it up, get it again (fuck it up)
Dm
Fuck it up, get it again
     G
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again, yeah