Lil Top Chords by YoungBoy Never Broke Again

[Start]

[Intro]
Fm Db Fm Bb Fm Dbmaj7 Fm Dbmaj7
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Fm Dbmaj7 Fm
■  ■      ■ 


[Verse]
        
Let's go
                     
Ayy turn me up Big Zo
         Dbmaj7      
We finna step up yeah
    Dbmaj7          
Lil Top Lil Top yeah
Fm                                       
I'm really Top really I'm really Top yeah
                       Fm             
I'm really Top hey I'm really Top yeah
        Fm                                   
I don't want that top yeah it's on lil' nigga
                          Fm     
I cut off my day ones for the win
                         Fm                            
I just pulled up in that black Maybach you can't see in
Fm                                                   
Up got plenty racks I keep a strap with one cocked in
Dbmaj7                                                       Fm      
Not even close with family why the fuck would I want friends Let's go


[Chorus]
Fm                                             
Fuck the ones who talkin' bitch I'm lit alright
                                            Fm  
A million dollars worth of cars no lease no rent
                                        Fm   
I'm only twenty nobody tell me shit I'm slime
                                                Fm       
Bitch cross the line I lose my mind I bust that iron look
                                  Fm             
Pistol totin' while swervin' in a RollsRoyce yeah
Fm                                     
Just send my million through an invoice
                                                   Ab  
I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once yeah
               Ab7                               Fm
Just like that ho man I can't keep nothin' let's go
                                  Dbmaj7
Lost my brothers I ain't friendly nigga 
Fm                             Dbmaj7
I spent twofifty on my Bentley ■     
Fm                                             
Straight out the mud we from the trenches nigga
Dbmaj7 Fm                                        
The    realest ones had the hardest way of livin'


[Verse]
                                                 Fm                 
But who want smoke I drop them bags I'm quick to send it pussy nigga
                                                    Fm                    
Whip out with Glocks out from our Hellcats and some Benjis broke ass nigga
                                             Fm    
Fuck their opinion it don't help out how I'm livin'
                                                 Dbmaj7           
Let's fight with millions fuck whoever think I'm trippin' and yeah
          Fm7                          Db            
I pull up black and I see trouble cock one in it yeah
Fm                                                    
I'm full of Xanax all my brothers rollin' with me yeah
                                             Dbmaj7         
I'm up and focused probably blow if you come near me playin'
           Fm                                               
Got all my pockets filled with hundreds doin' the murder man
            F7                                               
The biggest boss ride through the North I keep my gun in hand
                                                Fm            
I don't wanna talk I let it off while all these diamonds dance
                                      Db            
Rip Dump everyday dump a hundred some rounds on them
Dbmaj7        Db                                     Fm             
Came from the bottom they don't even know this money got 'em starin'


[Chorus]
         Fm              
Yeah mmh that Lil Top now
                                   Ab      
Mmh that Lil Top yeah mmh that Lil Top yeah
                                         Fm      
Mmh that Lil Top heard that mmh that Lil Top yeah
     Fm                              
That Lil Top uh hmm that Lil Top yeah
                                Fm               
Pistol totin' while swervin' in a RollsRoyce yeah
Fm                                     
Just send my million through an invoice
                                                   Fm  
I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once yeah
               Ab                  Fm     
Just like that ho man I can't keep nothin'


[Verse]
        Fm                                          
One two three million I bet it placed a bet I set it
Db           Fm                F7                              Fm
It's way too hot clear out the block spin on your shit and wet it
          Fm                                                
Do it and stop Prada'd up bitch we flexin' while we steppin'
F7                                                           
I don't want to talk about that shit this money my confession
Dbmaj7     Fm                                               
I say this new Bentley a gokart drive this bitch like Herbie
                                                          Fm      
I just threw one of them thangs back I came through I was swervin'
                                                              Dbmaj7
Get out of line we smush your brains back that murder shit be urgent
                                                            Fm         
Fourktrey we put this bitch straight to your face you think I'm worried


[Chorus]
    Fm                           
Lil Top yeah mmh that Lil Top now
             Ab                            
Mmh that Lil Top yeah mmh that Lil Top yeah
    Fm                                           
Mmh that Lil Top heard that mmh that Lil Top yeah
                Fm                   
That Lil Top uh hmm that Lil Top yeah
              Fm                                 
Pistol totin' while swervin' in a RollsRoyce yeah
                             Ab7       
Just send my million through an invoice
                                                   Ab  
I spend plenty blue face racks on shit I wear once yeah


[End]
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