Tripp Today chords and lyrics - Q MONEY

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[Verse 1]
[Am]You [Em]already know[Am]
what [F]the fuck is going on, huh?
I it's [Am]a motherfuckin' game,
it ain't a [G]game[F][Dm]
[F]Bitch, yeah, it's your money, is it [G]fine?
My wrist [Am]froze today, yeah
Know I gotta keep my
heat like it's a cold day
I like my money, real need this shit,
don't fold today
Nigga reach for my chain
and it's a [Dm]cold case
Bitch, you [F]get blown away
[Dm]Bitch, I'm in my[Am] mode today
Yeah, that might be on hold,
but damn, my bitch today
Yeah, we so good, I ain't need one,
wipe my dick today
Yeah, house full of bitches,
got a [F]young n***a feelin'
like
[Dm]Flava
Flava, I don't want my shit [Am]today
Rock my hat like this, yeah,
this way, huh
Whole lotta chicks over this way, huh
Whole lotta whips in my driveway, yeah
And I only want shit my way,
yeah, I only want shit my way
My car start and park when I say
My whole [Dm]cook and fuck when I say
And whatever I say,
whenever I [Am]say, they go, yeah
And she never tell me no, yeah
She know how to play a role
Cause she know I let her go,
let her go, yeah
Unh, unh, like go this way, yeah
Walk out that door, go this way, [Dm]yeah
Not that way, bitch, this way, yeah
I'm blocking that shit like the
[Am]Kimba, yeah
Kicking this shit like a sensei, yeah
Said I did good, get a rent pay, yeah
No, I ain't a, no, I ain't a pimp, bae
The bands make a nigga walk this way
Bands make a nigga walk this way, yeah
Used to be broke, now I'm rich, bae, yeah
Got a [Dm]brand new house on my wrist, bae
You [Am]know I got that [Dm]top on my shit, bae
[Am]My wrist froze today, froze, yeah
No, I gotta keep my heat like it's a cold day
I like my money real neat,
this shit don't fall today
Nigga reach for my chain
and it's a [Dm]cold case
Bitch, you get blown away, bitch,
I'm [Am]in my mode today
That might be on hold,
damn, I bitch today
[F]Pussy [Am]so good, I ain't need one,
wipe my dick today
House full of bitches,
got a [Dm]young nigga feelin' like
Flava
Flava
I'm [Am]on my shit [Dm]today
[Am]Gucci on my lace so a nigga can't trip
I ain't made a mil',
so a n***a can't quit
I remember days when I ain't have shit
Now I spend five racks
on a motherfuckin' fit
If it don't make dollars,
then it don't make sense
Water on me, clear this shit, I ain't twin
Brand [Dm]new whip,
I ain't got no [Am]tint
My haters gonna see [Dm]me in this bitch
[Am]I'm the same young n***a
that was in the tent
You fuck n****s, I ain't give me shit
Look at my whip, then look at my fit
Then look at my bitch,
I know they pissed
Yeah, I know they pissed, yeah
I know I'm the shit, yeah
See, I had that plane,
[Dm]Jane
Until [Am]I went in,[Dm]
but damn, all of my shit
[Am]My wrist froze today, yeah
No, I gotta keep my heat
like it's a cold day
[F]I l[Am]ike my money real neat,
this shit don't fall today
Nigga reach for my chain
and it's a [Dm]cold case
Bitch, you get blown away, bitch,
I'm [Am]in my mode today
That might be on hold,
but that my bitch today
[F]Pussy so [Am]good,
I ain't even wanna wipe my dick today
House full of bitches,
got a [Dm]young nigga feelin' like
Flava
Flav
I'm [Am]on my shit [Dm]today,
I ain't need [Am]no trip today

[Outro 1]
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