Secrets Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[F]I can tell you're not a f[Dm]an
Listen, baby,
this a Lamborghini, not a [E]Benz
Don't try to come around lookin' for love,
it's not here (yeah)
Any time you hit me,
I was never not [F]there (yeah)
I don't wanna fight,
I wanna take [Dm]you to Chanel ('Nel)
Can I tell you something? I just
hope you never [E]tell (yeah)
I said you was a dub,
I meant to say you was a ten
I don't wanna do this shit again,
aw, [F]man
I don't wanna do this shit again,
[Dm]not again
Listen, baby,
this a Lamborghini, not a [E]Benz
I don't even get the time to
fuck you on the weekends
Any time you pull up on me,
[Fdim]baby, it's a s[F]ecret
I don't wanna fight,
I wanna fuck [Dm]you in Chanel
At least you can never tell me
that I'm not [E]real
How you tellin' everybody,
callin' it a secret?
Yeah, I know they wanna score
on me, I'm playin' [F]defense

[Verse 2]
Stay away from the [Dm]fakes
(stay away)
My nigga,
[F]stay away from the [Dm]jakes
Heard them [E]talkin' 'bout they
wanna put my name on a plate
But I ain't one
I just hope you niggas wear
a hoodie when the [F]rain come
I just hope you niggas don't
think you really [Dm]stainless
I just hope my [F]niggas don't ever,
ever change on me
[E]Oh, you really think you're so official?
I'm the same one
[F]They been telling [E]me I fell
off since I [F]came up
Baby girl, listen,
you're way better than a [Dm]bartender
Told my niggas, "Just ten toes,
stand [E]tall, yeah"
Know my niggas won't ever,
ever let me fall, nigga
I tried not to fall in love,
but we [F]all fell in
We tried to find nine-to-fives,
but but but we was [Dm]all felons
I got rich and I threw away all
[E]of my Margielas
They was jealous, when I copped a Richard,
they got more jealous
More money, more bitches,
I'm feelin' [F]marvelous
And I did some fucked up shit,
but I was [Dm]starvin' then
No fussin',
just hit 'em up, ain't no [E]arguin'
No runnin', just spin the block,
don't you talk to them
My old bitches love me,
[F]and I don't even fuck with them
Look

[Verse 3]
I can tell you're not a [Dm]fan
Listen, baby,
this a Lamborghini, not a [E]Benz
Don't you come around lookin' for love,
it's not here
Any time you hit me, I was never not [F]there
I don't wanna do this shit again,
not [Dm]again (whoa)
[F]Listen, baby,
[Dm]this a Lamborghini, not [E]a Benz (yeah)
I don't even get the time to fuck
you on the weekends
Any time you pull up on me,
baby, it's [F]a secret
I don't wanna fight,
I wanna fuck you [Dm]in Chanel (yeah)
At least you can never tell
me that I'm not [E]real
How you tellin' everybody,
callin' it a secret?
Yeah, I know they wanna score on me,
I'm playin' defense (de[F]fense)