Blow chords by DiAmond Miller

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Verse 1
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Ride slow, zip slow
Do some blow, we finna blow
Ride slow, zip slow
Do some blow, do some blow
We finna blow, we finna blow,
we finna blow
Fuck competition, we fuckin' they hoes
We stealin' they hearts
and then stealin' they clothes
I bust like a gun and take time to reload
I promise you all of my niggas is stole
We keepin' it G cause
we stick to the code
Got love for my brothers, for bitches,
my heart is so cold
Don't fuck up my mold
Blow, we finna blow,
we finna blow, we finna blow
We finna blow, we finna blow, we finna
We finna blow, we finna blow, we finna blow, we finna blow,
we finna blow, we finna blow, blow
Fuckin' these hoes,
don't fuck up my mode
Fuckin' these hoes, it's nothing,
niggas is frontin' out
I'm bout to be 20 years old,
I swear I'm so focused now
They know that we runnin' Rakil,
my homies be killin' shit
And we gon' do this on our own,
so fuck all your deals and shit
They might as well call me the trinity
cause they ain't seeing me
but they believe in me
They might as well call me Bill
Gates or Steve Jobs
cause nigga that's how
rich I'm finna be
I'm leaving you presents
like I'm Santa Claus
but never catch me in your chimney
You wanna be like in my double LZ
but my nigga you only a mini me
I put in that work like I'm Ferg
and fuck your opinions
and fuck what you heard
And everything I will be giving
is what I deserve
so get your shit straight like a perm
It ain't about all of that shit that you say
it's more about shit that you learn
You fuck with my money,
you play with emotions
My nigga, that's worth a big worm
Oh, oh, they want some more
They want some more,
they want some more
Got a white girl and I
call the snowflake
And that cocaine look white as the snow
My homie said that he wanna go
and hit the slopes
So I said, yeah, nigga, let's go
Shit might get crazy in a
short amount of time
Cause guess what, we finna blow
We finna blow, we finna blow
For competition, we fuckin' they hoes
We stealin' they hearts
and then stealin' they clothes
I bust like a gun and take time to reload
I promise you all of my niggas is towed
We keeping it G cause we stick to the code
Got love for my brothers for bitches
my heart is so cold
Don't fuck up my mode
Blow, we finna blow
Fuckin these hoes
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Don't fuck up my mode  (E minor)  (A minor)  (E minor) 
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Thank for