Weatherman Chords by Yo Gotti

[Start]

[Verse]
Bb Am G Am G Am G Am
■  ■  ■ ■  ■ ■  ■ ■ 
G Am G Am G Am
■ ■  ■ ■  ■ ■ 
G Am G
■ ■  ■


[Chorus]
Am                    G         
So much cheese no not government
   Am         G                  Am
We just hit a lick for ten bands ■ 
G                  Am           
But now I need one hundred grand
                     G              
Got cookies like the gingerbread man
Am            G                          
All these one hundred's pop my rubberband
             Am            
Shut up your irrelevant ass
        G            Am        
Make it rain call me thunderman
             G                
Dammit where the weatherman at
     Am                 
Trap money Neiman Marcus


[Verse]
    G       Am G Am              G                  Am   
Two hundred ■  ■ and fifty in my pocket I can buy a 'Rari
    G                                 Am    
I'm young black and rich I know I'm a target
                  G                  Am        
If I put my hands up they gon' shoot regardless
Am7              G                    Am
I just bought my sister that new Benz ■ 
                     G          Am     
This money turn your enemies to friends
                G                    
Lil bitch tryna chop me for the pussy
Am                                     
■  So I would never fuck that hoe again
                    G                           
Audemaur nig been a star just bought another car
Am                             G                      
I been sellin' bricks so white sour diesel out the jar
Am                      G                            
Cocaine had a nigga far all my dogs know who they are
Am                                G                              
All my plugs gon' bring they pack all my hoes gon' play they part
        Am          G           
I'm the weather man whatever man
        G                           
Make it rain make it snow tell a hoe
Am                   
I'mma change her life
G                                  
Fuck her then tell her she gotta go
Am                         G           
They like Gotti what's the forecast say
Am   G                            Am
■  I predict a lot of snow coming in


[Chorus]
                      G          Am
So much cheese no not government ■ 
              G        Am       
We just hit a lick for ten bands
G                          Am   
But now I need one hundred grand
                     G           Am 
Got cookies like the gingerbread man
    G                          Am        
All these one hundred's pop my rubberband
             G             
Shut up your irrelevant ass
Am      G                      
Make it rain call me thunderman
Am     G                       Am
Dammit where the weatherman at ■ 
                    G                
You run up I'm gon' bust you then ask
Am                   G                
■  That Kodak he got so much damn swag
Am G                                      
■  You always out your lane your pants sag
Am                     G               
■  Lil boy you need to go to damn class
Am                     G     Am     
I just bought my mom a Louis handbag
             G                   
I just run a target for ten bands
Am                    G            Am  
■  Lil niggas gettin' all the damn cash
   G                                  
So that why all you niggas gettin' mad


[Bridge]
Am            G                  
No government a nigga can't cheat
  Am                    G         
I was in the trap since elementary
Am                 G          
■  Twenty caps can call me Ali
Am                    G             Am
■  Might take another trip to Larry ■ 


[Chorus]
                  G                
Filthy bitch look at your damn feet
        Am           G             
He come ■  behind me on the Banshee
Am                    G            
Did I tell you what I hit for ten G
       Am      G               
Me and Jackboy like Ed and Eddy
Am      G             Am        
So much cheese no not government
              G                 
We just hit a lick for ten bands
Am  G              Am           
But now I need one hundred grand
    G                               
Got cookies like the gingerbread man


[Outro]
Am            G                          
All these one hundred's pop my rubberband
        Am   G             
Shut up your irrelevant ass
Am                   G         
Make it rain call me thunderman
Am                            
Dammit where the weatherman at


[End]