Skuba Says chords by Sada Baby

SimplifiedAm · F · C · Bb

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Intro 1

Verse 1

June, you're a genius

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Verse 2
Am 
Uh, fuck all the cute shit,
F 
I'm here to shoot shit
Am 
I need a bitch who gon' suck
dick and shoot trips
None of my stuffers can't
F 
come with the loose lips
Bitch, you gon' move shit
Am 
Bitch, you gon', bitch,
you gon' do what I say
F 
Bitch, you gon', bitch,
you gon' do what I
Am 
Bitch, you gon', bitch,
F 
you gon' do what I say

Verse 3
Bitch, you gon' do what I
F 
Am 
Big jug of Act'- Act', bands
C 
in the backpack
Perkies in here booty crack,
Am 
never in no man- purse
'Member we was on Xans first?
'Member I was usin' hands first?
C 
Now it's ambulance, hearse,
Am 
anytime I put in work
We ain't got no Sprite levels,
drop the Acty in a Squirt
C 
'Member first time I had the
Am 
Acty, it  was me and Smurf?
Now when I get the Acty- Act', I
gotta spill some
C 
F 
Am 
'Cause I'm a young rich nigga and off pills,
Blood
Thousands, on me right now,
F 
we load up then slide down
Bitch, ain't no pipe down
Am 
Stupid bitch, you pipe down
Ayy, let me pipe down, huh
C 
F 
Bet I pop an RP if I hit the White House
Shoot that bitch in Trump face,
Am 
hit him with the hood face
F 
I might spark a 'Wood, yeah,
Draco with the wood, yeah
Check a nigga temperature,
Am 
F 
I put that on my hood, yeah
Am 
C 
Samuraisbeat the block,
F 
sittin' on them woods steps
Am 
Grandma gave me whoopings, yeah,
never was the good one, yeah
F 
Me didn't work no nine to five,
I was drinkin' on the clock
Am 
Sleepin' on a bad bitch, broke,
dreamin' on the top
Now when bitches see me,
F 
Diamonds blingin' through,
Bb 
they pieces rockin', yeah yeah yeah
Am 
Let me get my  four- five,
and I got the forty on me
C 
Dumpin' at your whole lot,
F 
and you got your shorty with you
Am 
F 
Ridin' with a dumb bitch,
C 
Am 
look like he got Dory with him
C 
Map out in my Expedition,
Am 
look like I got Dora with me
I might have Storm with
C 
me, Wolverine my order please
Slice 'em for my Portuguese,
Am 
put me on  with forty keys
Drego, baby,
I don't think nobody else in disbelief
C 
F 
We got all these young bitches
Am 
thinkin' they Coretta King
Still fuck with the Medellín, still
F 
got methamphetamines
Still sippin' Promethazine, and
I'm learning Lebanese
Am 
And I'm earnin' extra cheese,
blowin' at the referees
C 
F 
Bookie blunt  ain't got no seeds,
you be smokin' sesame
Am 
She been suckin' so  much dick
she need some extra knees
F 
Matter fact she suckin' so much
dick I need an extra me
Am 
Gang gang hit my cellphone
for an extra P
C 
F 
Gang gang, you don't need that,
Am 
take this recipe, huh, uh- huh

Verse 4
Am 
F 
Fuck all the cute shit, I'm here to shoot shit
Am 
I need a bitch who gon' suck
dick and shoot trips
None of my stuffers can't
F 
come with the loose lips
Bitch, you gon' move shit
Am 
Bitch, you gon', bitch,
C 
you gon' do what I say
Am 
Bitch, you gon' do  what I
C 
Bitch, you gon' do what I say
Am 
Bitch, you gon' do  what