About You chords and lyrics - LIL TECCA

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[Verse 1]
[F]Yeah, [C]we [Am]be on[C] this side,
yeah, we be on [Am]this [F]side
[Am]Yeah, yeah (hahaha, Nick,
you're [G]stupid)
Yeah, we be on this side, yeah,
we be on [F]this side
Yeah, yeah [Am](we love you, [G]Tecca)
We on this [C]side (Internet Money,
bitch), yeah, we be on this side
Yeah, we be [F]on this side, yeah,
[Am]we b[G]e on this si[C]de[F]

[Verse 2]
How you get cropped out the [F]picture?
Doin' shit [Am]you ain't ever [C]seen,
my [F]nigga (yeah)
And she be off a bean, no filter
[Am]Tell me what I gotta do to [C]get that
mix[F]ture (whoa)
Everything seems so smooth, so [Am]cool
Know [C]I'ma stay real but
I don't know about [F]you
Yeah, I don't know about [Am]you
If I go M.I.A. [C]just know it's
not about [F]you

[Verse 3]
Bitches, they be flockin' to the [Am]left side
And all the [G]birds,
they be [C]flockin' to the [Am]bread, right
[F]If it don't work first, do it ten times
[Am]Before you [G]see that green
light, you see that red light
[F]I could text them, yeah, I won't text send
And [Am]I won't love a [G]thot, yeah,
[C]that's what Tec said
[F]All these dollar bills,
turn 'em to my best friend
[Am]If I send 'em [G]shooters,
let 'em [C]know who sent them, yeah
[F]Whoa, yeah, on the real,
I [C]really had to be real [Am]with you
[F]Whoa, yeah, on the real,
[G]she don't even [C]need no [F]filter

[Verse 4]
How you get cropped out the [F]picture?
Doin' shit you ain't ever [C]seen, my nigga
[F]And she be off a bean, no filter
[Am]Tell me what I gotta do to [C]get that
mix[F]ture (yeah, whoa)
Everything seems so smooth, so cool
Know [C]I'ma stay real but
I don't know about [F]you
Yeah, I don't know about [Am]you
If I go M.I.A. [Dm]just know it's
[G]not about [F]you

[Verse 5]
In my penthouse, I been vibing on the west side (west side)
[Am]
Always [C]baked,
it took a while to get my bread right
[F]You might think she average but
[Em]shawty my type (my type)
[Am]Her body start[G]ed looking
better 'cause the head right
I [F]know I'm from the Six but I'm from the
west end (west end)
[Am]But I can hit your [G]girl and she gon'
[C]bring her best friend [F](let's go)
Tryna stay low- key, my boys be
bringing packs in [Am](oh)
I don't gotta [G]front, they know I [C]get the
[F]backend (yeah, whoa, yeah, yeah)
On the real, [C]I just had to be real
with [F]you (yeah, whoa)
I just popped a [G]bean and I'ma
speak with no filter [F](whoa)
You ain't trust my vision,
now you cropped out the picture
[Am]Paid for all your [G]cases like I
[C]did that shit with you
[F]I don't got no filter,
I'm never comin' to get you (whoa)
If [Am]you just kept it [G]real,
I would be [C]countin' up with you (kept it [F]real)
I'm a one man army and I see
hate on my radar
[Am]Ready for the [G]smoke, I
keep a [C]AK for AR
[F]Smokin' weed all day, I'm kicked
up watchin' the playoffs
'Cause I'm still makin' [G]money
when I'm takin' a day [F]off

[Verse 6]
How you get cropped out the [Am]picture?
Doin' shit you ain't ever [C]seen, my nigga
[F]And she be off a bea[Am]n, no filter
Tell me what I [G]gotta do to [C]get that
mix[F]ture (yeah, whoa)
Everything seems so smooth, so [Am]cool
Know [G]I'ma stay [C]real but
I don't know about [F]you
Yeah, I don't know about [Am]you
[G]If I go M.I.A. just know it's
not about [F]you
How you get cropped out the picture?
Doin' shit you ain't ever [Am]seen, my nigga
And she be off a [Dsus4]bean, no fil[C]ter
Tell me what I gotta do to get that mix
[Am]ture [F](yeah, whoa)
Everything seemed so smooth, so cool
Know [Am]I'ma stay [F]real but
I don't know about [Am]you
[D]Yeah, I don't [G]know about [C]you
If [G]I go M.I.A. just know it's not about you