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Every Season Chords by Roddy Ricch

  • Key: Fm
  • BPM: 130
  • Capo: no capo

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EVERY SEASON ACORDES

[Start]

[Intro]
Fm Db                          Eb 
    Beezo need cash only you dig


[Verse]
                              Fm    
I just been ballin' out every season
               Fm                            
Know it's some niggas I left in the bleachers
            G7         Db        
I just been married to double cup
                   C7                       
I got to pour me a four inside another liter
           F7                      
Tie up the bands and then run it up
Fm                                              
I got to put the new bales inside of the freezer
            Db                            
Back at the trap I was duckin' them people
            F7                           
Duckin' the birds sendin' out them eagles
          F7                              
All of my diamonds gone buss out the meter
             Fm          F7      
I'm drippin' water nigga Aquafina
          F7                                   
Damn that bitch cappin' if she think I need her
           C7                             
Hit it one time and then I gotta leave her
      F7               
I'm a real street nigga
      F7                           
Gotta keep it a rack with my people
         Db    F7             
Turn the whole squad to bosses
           Cm                    F7    
I can't be kickin' shit like I'm Adidas
                                  Fm7          
Young nigga pullin' up inside the Bentley truck
          Fm7                         
I just be poppin' shit like hot grease
          Fm7                     
I 'member days sittin' at the trap
                  Fm7                 
'bout to call the plug gotta cop three
             Fm                                 
Looked up to Pablo Escobar Money Meech and Chapo
Fm                 
That's my top three
            Db                  
Bitch I was servin' the sidewalk
                  Cm7                F7     
Then I copped the drop hopped in the streets
                 F7                          
You can't name a young nigga that's hot as me
                 F7                   
All my niggas do murders and robberies
                 F7                      
Got about twenty racks in the Robin Jeans
                   C7                 
Nigga's thinkin' I won off the lottery
F7                                          
When I hop in the push start with the pounds
            Fm                          
Niggas know that it ain't no stoppin' me
F7                              
Outta town champ like Mayweather
          Cm7                 F7  
Got a new crib off the boxin' ring
            Fm                   
Put the new Forgiatos on the Jeep
       Fm              
Run up thirty in a week
                        Fm  
I just fuck her I don't keep
           Fm                        
Zero point four five under the pillow
C7                              
Fortyfive thousand in the sheets
           Fm       
I want the bag nigga
                       Fm                            
I can't trust no ho if I know she ain't married to me
             Db                              
Bitch I done got this shit up out the streets
        Cm     Eb               
Red gut period blood on my seats


[Chorus]
            F7                      
I just been ballin' out every season
               Fm                            
Know it's some niggas I left in the bleachers
            F7                   
I just been married to double cup
C7                                          
I got to pour me a four inside another liter
           F7                      
Tie up the bands and then run it up
                     Fm                  F7     
I got to put the new bales inside of the freezer
            Db                            
Back at the trap I was duckin' them people
            C7                     F7    
Duckin' the birds sendin' out them eagles


[Verse]
          F7                              
All of my diamonds gone buss out the meter
             Fm                  
I'm drippin' water nigga Aquafina
                F7                             
Damn that bitch cappin' if she think I need her
       C7           F7                    
Hit it one time and then I gotta leave her
      F7               
I'm a real street nigga
      F7                           
Gotta keep it a rack with my people
         F7                   
Turn the whole squad to bosses
           C7                    F7    
I can't be kickin' shit like I'm Adidas
         F7                    
Rap shit I ain't gotta cap shit
                  Fm                      
I've been gettin' cheese like I'm Velveeta
         Fm7       Fm       Fm7        
I'm in a twoseater with two bad bitches
          Fm7                         
Black and White I'm finna have a zebra
          Fm              
She wanna ride in the back
                             Fm   
'cause I've been havin' them racks
        Fm     
I ain't showin'
        Db                    
She say I ain't got them racks
                                Db  
Thought you knew me better than that
               Db     
But they ain't knowin'
           F7               
She say my VVS's so annoyin'
           F7                
I bought a coupe to spoil her
                         F7                 
She want to look out the roof in the mornin'
              C7         
Ysl got her a new persona
F7                                      
I want to ball like a tripledouble nigga
                    F7   
Larry Bird with the racks
               Db         
Livin' my best life shorty
C7                          
You can't never get attached
            F7                   
Went to the plug got a couple P's
       Fm                    
Then I Randolph like Zach ayy
                       Fm      
We been sellin' in the projects
                  Cm7      
Like it's the New Jack City
                   Fm             
All my bitches got ass and titties
                      Fm            
Got to hop on top the bag and get it
F7                                                
She call me 'cause her main nigga don't beat it up
                    Eb      
He somethin' like a pacifist
                  Bb                 
All a nigga do is sniff her the check
Fm                                     
Open her mouth put the dick in her neck
                  Fm              
Blue rags bitches Crippin' the set
C7                                   
I've been trappin' got to get a Patek
                          Fm            
Bitch I'm rich I can't be livin' in debt
                              Fm                
She won't be my bitch I can't fuck with the pets
                       Db           
Her best friend end up givin' me sex
                    Db                
In the Tahoe when I jumped out the jet
          Db  
Yeah yeah yeah
                              Fm    
I just been ballin' out every season
               Fm7                           
Know it's some niggas I left in the bleachers
            C7                   
I just been married to double cup
                   C7                       
I got to pour me a four inside another liter
           Fm                      
Tie up the bands and then run it up
                     Fm                         
I got to put the new bales inside of the freezer
            Cm                      C7    
Back at the trap I was duckin' them people
            Cm                           
Duckin' the birds sendin' out them eagles
          F7                              
All of my diamonds gone buss out the meter
             F7                  
I'm drippin' water nigga Aquafina
                C7                             
Damn that bitch cappin' if she think I need her
           C7                             
Hit it one time and then I gotta leave her
      F7               
I'm a real street nigga
           F7                      
Gotta keep it a rack with my people
         C7             Cm    
Turn the whole squad to bosses
                                        Fm
I can't be kickin' shit like I'm Adidas  


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