Arm and hammer chords and lyrics - KEVIN GATES

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[Intro 1]
[Am][Bb][Am]
[Bb][Am][Bb][Am]

[Verse 1]
[Am]Box of soda,
red and gold (red and gold)
Arm an[Bb]d hammer [Am](Arm and
Hammer)
Do the microwave and stove
arm an[Bb]d hammer
Trap [Am]girl on my phone
She like, "What's [Bb]the matter?"
[Am](What's the matter)
Going hard just ran out of
Arm an[Bb]d Hammer
She like [Am]bae I'm at the store
What you [Bb]want? [Am]You should know,
sandwich bags and Arm and [Bb]Hammer
With [Am]a scale I'm going hammer
Trap [Bb]jumpin [Am]I got junkies watchin
burglar bars and [Bb]cameras

[Verse 2]
Phone [Am]charging in my Monte Carlo
Pull up [Bb]to the trap while on[Am]
the phone with Jamarlo
Percielago, new Camaro open
full throttle
Buying [Bb]pints, check [Am]the seal,
it's a full bottle
BWA, [Bb]Bread Winners Association
In my trap on the couch like
my leg's broke
[Am]Catching [Bb]sells,
[F]ain't no way I [Bb]could be dead [Am]broke
Let him in, shut the burglar,
lock [Bb]the deadbolt
Nigga try I got that iron,
make your head smoke
Kitchen or whipping can't
be like whatchamacallit
Work be fucking retauded
That's what my customers call it
Grabbed two [Am]houses they jumped
to like sixty eight by they self
[Bb]Straight out the pot t[Am]o the bag,

[Verse 3]
they both weigh seventy wet
[Am]Box of soda,
red and gold (red and gold)
Arm an[Bb]d ha[Am]mmer (Arm and
Hammer)
Do the microwave and stove
arm and [Bb]hammer
Trap girl [Am]on my phone
She like, "What's the [Bb]matter?"
[Am](What's the matter)
Going hard just ran out of
Arm an[Bb]d Hammer
She like [Am]bae I'm at the store
What you [Bb]want? [Am]You should know,
sandwich bags and Arm and [Bb]Hammer
With [Am]a scale I'm going hammer
Trap [Bb]jumpin [Am]I got junkies watchin
burglar bars and [Bb]cameras

[Verse 4]
Broke [Am]a block down to rocks
Slowly picking my weight [Bb]up
In [Am]the drop selling ounces
If you want weight you [Bb]can wait up
Ain't been [Am]asleep in 3 days
My nickname should be Stay [Bb]Up
Fuck the [Am]club and the mall,
right now I'm stacking my cake [Bb]up
Fuck you hoes I could jack off,
I don't play break up to make up
You other niggas had your turn you play
your face then get ate up
(Don't wanna [Am]get killed)
Don't make us,
send you straight to your [Bb]maker
Bought my paper, [Am]my paper,
might step out on [Bb]occasion
Just heard Tyiesha getting married
[Am]Here's [Bb]a congratulations
Invited me on vacation,
reception out in Jamaica
Quarter[Am]back that play in Dallas,
tear it [Bb]up, Troy Aikman
In a [Am]world of bad bitches,
don't pass them [Bb]by the car hating

[Verse 5]
[Bb]Box of s[Am]oda,
red and gold (red and gold)
Arm an[Bb]d hammer (Ar[Am]m and
Hammer)
Do the microwave and stove
arm and [Bb]hammer
Trap girl [Am]on my phone
She like, "What's [Bb]the matter?"
[Am](What's the matter)
Going hard just ran out of
Arm and [Bb]Hammer
She like [Am]bae I'm at the store
What you [Bb]want? [Am]You should know,
sandwich bags and Arm and [Bb]Hammer
With [Am]a scale I'm going hammer
Trap [Bb]jumpin [Am]I got junkies watchin
burglar bars [Bb]and[Am][Bb][Am]

[Outro 1]
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