Never Recover chords and lyrics - LIL BABY

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[Verse 1]
[Em]Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Ayy, yeah
Tay Keith, this too [B]hard
[Em]Ring, ring, ring, we drip too hard,
ayy
(Run that back, Turbo)
[B]Yeah, ayy, look
[Em]

[Verse 2]
I bring up money,
they change up the topic
I got a 19 and it fold in my pocket
She gave me her number, now
I gotta block it
I'm mixin' the [B]dirty
bills in with the [Em]profit
Clean that shit up and I give it
right back to him
If I don't fuck with him, then I can't
rap with him
I wanna be there when somebody
catches him
I want a [B]witness to see that shit
(Man, these [Em]folks, these folks gotta goddamn hear this

[Verse 3]
[Em]
shit, no cap)
I bring up hits and
they change up the topic
I got a 19 and it fold in my pocket
One hell of a year and a nigga still
droppin'
They wanted to [B]stop it,
but they couldn't [Em]stop it
You told a story like shorty was
feelin' you
She told a story like she split
the bill with you
Look at my story,
man, no one could write it
Now I see a [B]million,
I don't get ex[Em]cited

[Verse 4]
I might just YSL my shit,
the Thugger way
Ain't no real sense in
me goin' the other way
Cannot be seen in that shit from
the other day
Virgil just [B]sent me [Em]a whole different
colorway
Please don't be stupid,
it's Baby and Gunna
And Baby, he wanted her, so I just
swung her
Next time I'm in Dallas,
I'll look for another
You niggas fell [B]off and you'll never recov
[Em]er

[Verse 5]
Poured up some Hi- Tech and wait 'til it bubble
[Em]
Young Gunna Gunna, I
make this shit double
[Am]Hit Eliantte and left [Em]with
a puddle
It's me, Drake,
and [B]Baby, you know you in [Em]trouble
Run up my check, my bitch
sprinted the shuttle
Sign plus an M, bought
a Benz for my brother
Painted all [Am]black, the in
[Em]terior butter
I drip like a [B]leak and that's
word to my [Em]mother

[Verse 6]
Yeah, came out the street, gotta sleep with a cutter
[Em]
Found me a bitch who gon'
eat, it's a supper
My dick in her [B]mouth like she
teethin' or [Em]somethin'
Sound like it could be Drip Season
this summer
Ain't no compar
[Am]in' 'cause [Em]we number one
In [Am]black and white Chanel,
I [Em]look like a nun
The police in [B]shock, don't know
who got a [Em]gun

[Verse 7]
Don't got what I got 'cause
I shop in Milan
It's winter, I still took the top off the don
The kid was surprised that my
trunk in the front
I know you a upset [B]they don't
shine in the [Em]sun
Cuban link [Am]look like a [Em]box of crayons
I'm still at the lot, tryna
cop the Cayenne
I told the judge, "Fuck it", I'm
goin' on the run
You want it, my [B]dawgs'll look
out for the [Em]bond

[Verse 8]
And I'm gettin' by, let 'em choose sides
[Am]
We get M's in by the shoe [Em]size
I don't fuck with y'all type of [Am]kind
I done seen [B]all y'all dick [Em]ride
Bread winner like I'm Kevin
Gates
And I swear to [Am]God, I don't
get [Em]tired
From the trenches, now I'm goin'
Spend a whole [Am]hundred on
a new [B]wristwatch
[Em]Don't gotta drip, I

[Verse 9]
[Em]
can leave it to Gunna
[Am]Runnin' this shit, only
been out two [Em]sum mers
That 4X4 truck, I post 300
Boy, at who[B]ever, they
know how I'm [Em]com in'
Ain't got no feelings,
I'm here for the money
Treat every club like
a Magic on Monday
Niggas ain't rich for real,
they gettin' fronted
Gave her a [B]dime, told her fix up
her [Em]stomach

[Verse 10]
By the time she get back, I'ma
switch up my number
Cap to her friend like I
[B]been on her [Em]bumper
Lately, I been the topic
of discussion
Draco was [B]foreign, they
shoot it from [Em]Rus sia
Bad vibes at my show like I'm Usher
If she tell me [B]"No" once,
I won't even [Em]touch it
All I do is get her out here, abortion
Act like I've [B]been rich,
I used to have [Em]nothin'

[Verse 11]
Drizzy hit me up like he got another [Em]one
Money ain't even came
in from the other one
Fuck it,
I'm hot, so I might as well double up
Seem like [B]everything I get on
a number one
[Em]They tryna team up to beat me, they
huddlin' up
Ever catch me out in traffic,
I'm cuttin' up
Every city we go to, it be lit as fuck
Tryna put [B]the police on us, get
[Em]rid of us

[Verse 12]
And I'm gettin' [Em]by,
let 'em choose sides
[Am]We get M's in by the shoe [Em]size
I don't fuck with y'all type of [Am]kind
I done seen [B]all y'all dick [Em]ride
Bread winner like I'm Kevin Gates
And I swear to [Am]God, I don't get tired
[Em]From the trenches, now I'm goin'
Spend a whole [Am]hundred
on a new [B]wristwatch
[Em]

[Verse 13]
(Tay Keith, fuck
these niggas up)
Tay Keith, this too hard
[B]Ring, ring, [Em]ring, we drip too hard,
ayy
[B](Run that back, Turbo)
You seen the overseas drip?