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Bodak Yellow by Montana of 300




                                   Bodak Yellow 





Tuning: E A D G B E
Key: Em

       Em
You a pussy you get popped, no janitor I keep the mop
           Em              G              C             Bm
That bitch on me when I shop, so come my way like Fetty Wap
             Em
I slide for real I'm on your heels when I pull up no ankle socks
           Em              G              C                Bm
It's going down relax a nigga like Yung Joc straight at his top
                  Em
Grew up in the 'jects, we use to hoop on them crates
      Em
Gang banging and holdin' up rakes
                     Em
Start movin' that weight, was gettin' it from outer state
I chose the hustle to escape
                   Em
While getting this cake, I had to kill a few snakes
I took my crookeds with my straights, hero with no cape
While making sure my people straight, I came out on top like a tank
                     Em
Now bitch i'm the best, it is not up for debate
Always drop and crack like a vase, more views that a wake
                              Em
I got what they want like a safe, my ex on my dick Triple H
               Em
No I'm not her man, but sometimes my belt got a H
My swagger from outer space
                  Em
My new bitch is perfect, just right for me like I'm Drake
I eat that pussy like steak
                Em
She bad to the bone, she send naked pics to my phone
      C
She keep my dick hard as a stone
                      Em
Gettin' head on my throne, she lick a nigga no Patrón
                              Bm
Then slide on that D like a zone
               Em
I'm fly like a drone, I got to the top on my own
   C
I didn't sell my soul to get known
                 Em
Don't come at me wrong, you can get smoked like a bong
        G
Then get yo ass put in my song
                    Em
Two guns on my waist, big clips like Deandre and Blake
I slid through his home like his base
               Em
He ran like a race
Then bullets came out his face, I got out I might shoot like i'm ace
              Em
Check out my drip, whole bunch of Gs on my kicks
I look like I hit a lick
                Em
I put my niggas on, now my team inside like a pig
We on fire, we lit, call us Bic
               Em
I killed your homie, [I'm with you blue] like the Knicks
C
I told you i'm with the shits, 30 in my clip
Em
I upped it and blew like a crip
C
But I'm Donatello with that stick
             Em
These niggas slaves, these niggas sellin' they souls
Em
These labels pimpin' they hoes
            Em
Dyeing they hair, these niggas looking like trolls
G
Right now they gettin' exposed
                Em
You're not a boss, you niggas do as you're told
Em
For the right price you will fold
                Em
I know that I'm cold, I'm bodying them like a robe
Em
I just go in I'm like doors
               Em
I stay in my mode, bitch I stay grippin' that pole
Em
I don't let go like [evolved]
             Em
While on the road, we caught a case with a pole
        G                 D
It got dropped because none of us told
     Em
Big faces, I be thumbin' through
                C
My squad get money too
            Em
A bunch of Gs, on my fuckin' belt, and my luggage too
           Em
Take your bitch, fuck her from the back
Her dreams coming true
              Em
I fucked her good and she told all her friends
They wanna fuck me too
         Em
I put my faith, In god and my gun
C
I don't trust none of you
         Em
Had heat on me while I sat in class but it wasn't summer school
        Em
I shot niggas in these fucking streets then ball like Uncle Drew
            Em
I pop these pussies pill out on these bitches he Cliff Huxtable
 Em
Said I don't need a deal I make money moves
Em
Said I don't gotta sign bitch I'm comfortable
Em
If I see you and I don't speak well that means
C       Am        D
I don't fuck with you
     Em
It's FGE and I'm the CEO this what that money do







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