Speak Up Chords by Jay Critch
- Key: C
- BPM: 80
- Capo: no capo
TEMPO FORTE
SPEAK UP ACORDES
[Intro] F Em F Em Db7 ■ Cashing ■ ■ out bitch [Verse] Db7 Hey yeah aye He said that he talking money Speak up nigga nobody heard ya She said I'm movin too funny Racks up shawty I gotta curve you Remember running off a pack It's in the hood what you need Imma serve you F Broke bitch get back if she ain't talking chicken then I'm allergic heyy Em Imma pull up and I'm flexin on purpose G7 Aye Imma smoke this jat and get honey bourbon G7 Hey diamonds on me shawty why you so nervous Db7 Shawty I'm hot like the furnace Db7 Imma go and get the Wraith swervin Db7 I need a cape woke up seeing all of my dreams Db7 These niggas turn fake fuck niggas ain't on the team F They should have nothing to say F Niggas ain't tryna get to the cheese Dbm7 Told them to get out my way do the most for the loot I'mma fiend Dbm7 Told them to get out my way do the most for the loot I'mma fiend G7 Told them to get out my way do the most to the loot I'mma fiend G7 You could get hit with the K G7 Shooters running down make a scene Db7 You could get hit with the K Db7 Shooters running down with the beam Db7 She all in my face want the diamonds she don't really want me Db7 She calling me bae and I want the pussy but I really want green Db7 Bruh keep talking this tough shit Db7 But that nigga pussy he don't really want beef Db7 Really get tied up it's abduction Db7 Aye shut em up throw em back in the v Db7 Broke boy change the subject F7 Ain't talkin' money you ain't talkin' to me Em She sucking seed like the rugrats Db7 Told her pull up told her get on her knees Db7 Come here let me touch that shawty bad tryna get in between Db7 These niggas suspect they too fake had to roll up the weed Db7 Hatch a Buddha back right pour four in the lean Dm7 And I'm too clutch three seconds and they passing to me F I'm like boo yah I just hit a lick for the P hey Dbm7 You a loser diamonds on me dance Billie Jean Dbm7 Big body take up two lanes Dbm7 I'mma do the dash like Usain Em I don't give a fuck what you say Em Imma get the cash I'm too paid Em Tryna get the cash you too late Em Diamonds they flash koolaid Em All black jack dooms day Db7 Poured a Fendi in the bag who hey F Em Db7 F F7 Db7 G7 Em ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ [Chorus] [Outro] Db7 D7 Em G7 Dm7 Em ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ [End]