Covered In Money! Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Am]Whoa, yeah
Sorry babe, sorry
Yeah, one- two, one- two,
one (sorry babe)
Whoa, yeah
Sorry babe, sorry
[Em]Yeah, sorry [Am]babe
Oh, my nigga
In a- in a little [G]tent[Am]
[B]Say[G#]

[Verse 2]
I'm covered in [Am]money
I'm out for the [B]bag, [Am]ooh
I flew out the country (damn)
Borderline dressin' in drag (uh)
I brought you a Hearse
Hope you fit in the [C]back (uh)
I'm [Am]pokin' it out
Nicki Minaj, the meek gettin' dragged
Bitch, I'm up[G]set, [Am]I ain't[G#]
Uh, bitch, I'm upset, I ain't [Am]mad

[Verse 3]
Cutest niggas in my [Am]class
Shoutout Zel, Kwes and [G]Thai,
those my peers (shit)
Spit[Am]tin' slurred,
I can't handle my beer
Beat my dick when I look
in the mirror (facts)
When I bust, it cancel my fears
Too much guap (too much guap)
Too much heat, you can't [B]call for no [Am]cops
Too much filmin', you seem [G]like a opp
[Am]Fuck the [B]underground, I'm [Am]goin' pop
[G#]Only Mandy[Am] Moore played in this drop
More [G]hits than [Am]the Four Tops
Hairline like a four top, stretch
Rappin' like I signed to
[C]Koch [G](fact)
Eatin' ass, head to [Am]toe in this gold
Can't nobody touch me, I feel like Fort
Knox (damn Peggy)
I'm outta my class, digital dash
Modern- day cannibal, ox
[C#][Am][B]

[Verse 4]
[B]Just sound find as it is
You know what I [G]mean? Whatever,
[Am]whatever

[Verse 5]
[Am]Say
[G#]I'm covered in money[Am]
I'm out for the bag, ooh
I flew out the [G]country [Am](damn)
Borderline dressin' in drag (uh)
I brought you a Hearse
Hope you fit in the back
I'm pokin' it out
Nicki Minaj, the meek gettin' dragged
Bitch, I'm up[G]set,
[Am]I ain't (mad)
Bruh, whoa, uh
[G#]Bitch, I'm upset, I ain't [Am]mad

[Verse 6]
[Am]Sorry babe, sorry
Yeah
Yeah, bitch, I'm upset,
[G]I ain't [F]mad[Am]
Whoa, shit
[G]Too much [Am]guap
Whoa, oh
[B][G][Am]

[Verse 7]
It's [Em]dirty
It's dirty, ha
It's [Am]dirty, [G]yeah[Am]
Backlog on my personality
'Cause you thinkin' that you know
me personally
You rehearse me,
and it's surfacing
These ain't bars,
I'm describin' a murder scene
It's a big ting, money gettin' fucked
up like he [Em]Ving Rhames
'Cause he don't know my
name like the Ting Tings
Chuck [Esus4]Berry,
big [E]strap, that's my [Esus4]ding- a- ling
[E]Really com[Am]e from the heart
when I [G]sing tings
Finna [Am]get this bitch shaking like jingling
R.i.p. Bernie Mac, legend in the game
R.i.p. Bernie [G]Mac[D]
[Am]When I die, [Esus4]hope my music gives

[Verse 8]
[Am]
cowards pain
[Esus4]Pray Allah, Christ, and Buddha,
you'll never be [Em]shamed
Little kid[Esus4]s gonna inherit this fame
E+, my [Am]celebrity [G]name, I'ma tell you now
[Am]If I go plat', best believe,
little bitch that Peggy gon' change
Y'all better pray I [G]stay in my lane
Never switch my ideals
for pos[Dm]ition or fame
If you [Esus4]do dirt,
keep it quiet [Am]like [A]Pootie Tang
Lose [Esus4]it all for the nut, like Louis C.K
Gag order on him,
we ain't tryna be civil
Hoe, I'm aimin' for your head
like Martin Luther [G]King
Shoot at your tour bus,
we [Am]gon' increase your streams
Big strap like Portia de Rossi, I [G]know

[Verse 9]
Oh, [D]yeah[Em]
[Am]Damn, niggas just shitted on me

[Verse 10]
(Sorry babe)
[C]Sorry [Am]babe, sorry
Sorry, sorry
[C]Sorry [D]babe, sorry
[Am]Sorry [B]babe, [Am]sorry

[Outro 1]
Sorry, sorry
[Am][Em][Am]
[C][Am][Faug]