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Fidget
Fidget

N/A
Key: F# minor
Intro 1
Gm
Gm
Eb
Eb
Gm
Gm
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
Lil'
Verse 1
Wet don't got no keys,
I press the start and hit the gas and go
She just wanna fuck with me,
Cm
Cm
D
D
Gm
Gm
I hit that ass, she drop it low
Drop a bag, I spend a fee,
Cm
Cm
the opps, really wanna know
Gm
Gm
Is he really cashing out
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
or is that young nigga broke?
Cm
Cm
Fuck with me, you can't get robbed,
you can't get poked
Gm
Gm
I just walked inside the club
Cm
Cm
and I was dancing with my bro
Gm
Gm
I don't really trust nobody,
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
I can never trust a soul
I walk in, I'm poppin' tags,
Cm
Cm
D
D
Gm
Gm
which one, any money, moe
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
Oh yeah, oh yeah, we ballin'
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, she callin'
These niggas, they broke,
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
walk in, they stallin'
I got the bag, I spend it, I ballin'
Yeah, niggas know that I'm all in
Walk in, I'm spendin' the bag
Lil' shawty, she know I'm glad
Eb
Eb
D
D
Walk in, I'm makin' her mad
Gm
Gm
I was makin' these broke niggas sad
F
F
Gm
Gm
I ain't even wanna do nothing
And I'm really fuckin' on this ting
Cm
Cm
D
D
And she know I got big dreams
Gm
Gm
Walk in and I'm sippin' on lean
Mix the ice with the cream
Yeah, we do not fuck with the opps
Eb
Eb
D
D
We puttin' them niggas on Fox
Gm
Gm
I put the boys in the box
I do not know who you are
I really rock out with guitars
Cm
Cm
D
D
Gm
Gm
I really do hang with the stars, yeah
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
Okay, my car is fast
I see you, I'm swervin',
Eb
Eb
I'm drivin', I crash
Gm
Gm
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
These niggas be hatin', I'm on my last
Eb
Eb
Cm
Cm
I see you, I'm comin', I runnin', I blast
Gm
Gm
So I don't got no keys,
I press the start and hit the gas and go
She just wanna fuck with me,
Cm
Cm
D
D
Gm
Gm
I hit that ass, she drop it low
Cm
Cm
Drop a bag, I spin the feet, the opps,
they really wanna know
Gm
Gm
Cm
Cm
Is he really cashin' out
D
D
Gm
Gm
or is that young nigga broke?
Cm
Cm
Fuck with me, you can't get robbed,
Gm
Gm
you can't get poked
I just walked inside the club
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
and I was dancin' with my po
I don't really trust nobody,
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
I can never trust a smoke
I walk in, I'm poppin' tags,
Cm
Cm
which one any money more?
me minute, I had to go get a minute
I had to take me a minute,
Gm
Gm
I had to take me a pill
I'm high, she know what I do,
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
I do any shit for the thrill
Cm
Cm
I really don't get no chills,
Gm
Gm
Cm
Cm
I really got houses on hills
Gm
Gm
I really be chillin' with Bill
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
I had to go get it,
we sellin' whole midgets
Cm
Cm
Eb
Eb
Gm
Gm
I tell him don't fidget,
I'm really trippin' in here
Cm
Cm
You cannot come in here,
Gm
Gm
we shootin' like John Deere
Cm
Cm
We do not show no fear,
Gm
Gm
Cm
Cm
we do not trust anybody
I'm feelin' like John Gotti,
Gm
Gm
I had to get out of there
Cm
Cm
Cause I know these
n****s will stop me,
Gm
Gm
I'm droppin' a holla wasabi
Cm
Cm
Flexed up, I stomp my posse,
Gm
Gm
lil' shawty got lips on glossy
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
And she sent me up in the lobby, yeah
Eb
Eb
F
F
Gm
Gm
Cm
Cm
It's a lot of weed to roll up
Gm
Gm
Eb
Eb
Why you askin' questions,
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
shawty, I just wanna fuck
Cm
Cm
Got a lot of money, n***a,
Gm
Gm
you can't add it up
Eb
Eb
What is trust?
Gm
Gm
Give that little b***h some dust
Do what? Don't got no keys
I purse and store to hit the gas and go
She just wanna f*** with me
Cm
Cm
D
D
Gm
Gm
I hit that ass, she drop it low
Drop a bag,
I spend to feed the opps
Cm
Cm
They really wanna know
Gm
Gm
Is he really cashin' out
Cm
Cm
D
D
Gm
Gm
Or is that young n***a broke?
F*** with me,
Cm
Cm
you can 't get robbed
You can't get poked
Gm
Gm
I just walked inside the club
Cm
Cm
D
D
And I was dancin' with my pole
Gm
Gm
I don't really trust nobody
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
I can never trust a soul
I walk in, I'm poppin' tags,
Cm
Cm
Gm
Gm
which one, any money,
Outro 1
mo'
Gm
Gm
Eb
Eb
Gm
Gm
Eb
Eb
Gm
Gm
Eb
Eb

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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsGm Eb Cm D F