Butter Knife chords by G.T.

SimplifiedDm · D · G · Gm · Eb

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Verse 1
Dm 
D 
Fuck these niggas,
we gettin' this money for real
Dm 
D 
Fuck these niggas,
Dm 
we gettin' this money for real, nigga
Damn, so you glovin' now, nigga?
Yeah, nigga
Fuck these hoes, you know they feel it
Big -ass chain and watch,
D 
the badge is droppin',
Dm 
I'm already sold out,
they came to clear me out
I don't give a fuck if she married,
that money gon' make her hear me out
I don't give a fuck about none
of that shit they talk,
you know they be runnin' they mouth
D 
These kicks  I got on Marnie,
Dm 
D 
I walked in, told him drip me down
Dm 
Lately only hoes sittin',
so no I cannot break them down
Bitch we goin' up
just like the doors that's on
the Lamborghini
Puttin' all the hunnids in the Sego,
blow the doors in 50's
Bitch you know we glow up,
it's like DMC
The spot got airy, peel the clay,
D 
don't need this bitch like GNC
Dm 
Every time we get to talkin' money,
D 
Dm 
you look lost to me
I know them niggas broke,
them boys too loud
and you know talk is cheap
G 
I get on my knees, I thank the Lord,
the bad came
Bitch, when I had my kids,
she don't even know my full name
Gm 
G 
It look like I got a lawsuit,
and nigga, all my cash came
But I don't like a quarter million,
D 
G 
one watch, one chain
Gm 
We dropped and we fucked
G 
Gm 
up the game, and
D 
G 
D 
Just locked up, caught in guac up,
G 
Gm 
I've been bustin' plates
D 
G 
Just know my hands in it, you
ain't seen my face
D 
G 
The whip on me and look like he
came down from outer space
Gm 
D 
You couldn't touch my bitch,
G 
we ain't got no taint
We don't go, we ain't got no brakes
Gm 
G 
She told me to spit on  her mo m
What I'm doing just not on her face
I don't want that bitch and her feelings
I told her I'm willing to pay
When you broke you fell out of place
Gm 
So I had to make sure I'm straight
Dm 
Make a cup of money on a Sunday
D 
Knew I would be here one day
Dm 
Had to thank God for this day
D 
Cause I been working so long
Dm 
God thought we'd nev er be straight
D 
Now I can walk in the jewelry
Dm 
Grab all my ice out the safe
D 
Man they say my first name
When I walk in the bank
Man them young niggas get paid
Dm 
Like it was back in the day
I feel like Mitch
D 
When he first got the Beamer from Asia
Dm 
Rated that bitch on Peachtree
with Michigan plates
D 
Gold kilogram,
Cuban look like a bottle of Haze
Dm 
D 
Same time for 90 days
Dm 
and then we switch up the state
Heard you boys was movin' slow,
you better switch up the pace
Niggas don't even know
what knife to use to cut up
a steak
G 
Nigga tusslin' at the fuckin' table, dog
We cut your stick with a butter knife,
you fuckin' bum -ass nigga
Eb 
Gm 
G 
Fuck if  you talkin' about wavy gays
My engineer got more motion