Аккорды к песне ​Money Man — Elusive

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for easy: key "-1" 
 
whole song: Fm D# C# D#  
 
[Chorus] 
Fm 
I got my main lady rockin' Hermès 
She'll hold it down if I    Go to the feds 
I put these racks from the trap on your head 
                  D# 
In less than twenty-four hours, he dead 
 C# 
I turned my niggas to bosses, they up now 
When we let the stick hit, better duck down 
Ain't no talk when we shootin', it's up now 
         D# 
Ain't no changin' the price, I can't come down 
 
Fm 
My vibe is Hispanic, my music organic 
I'm not from this planet, my shooters satanic 
My countertops granite, she ain't got no panties 
                      D# 
I make these hoes panic, I swipe like a bandit 
C# 
My whip is a Lucid, I know the trap fluent 
I put a lil' chick on the plane and she flew it 
We all on the same page, you know we congruent 
                   D# 
I run from the cops, boy, you know I'm elusive 
 
[Verse 1] 
Fm 
The Circle and money, to me, that's important 
My car is imported, my wrist got imported 
She try to come join me 
                                    D# 
I keep that shit different, I'm never conforming 
C# 
I keep that shit Louis, you know what I'm sporting 
I keep that shit MJ, we fucked in some Jordans 
We ridin' 'round the city in back-to-back Porsches 
                            D# 
It's me and three ladies, we havin' an orgy 
                   Fm 
Fuck it, I think I'ma swipe 'til I'm forty 
 
I walked into VLIVE and Magic, it's stormin' 
I bought all this ice so you cannot ignore me 
I bought a McLaren and sat it on Forgis 
I want the juices and berry, no Gordy 
I don't need no engineer to record me 
Purchased a  G Wagen, that's for my shorty 
Rappers ain't safe, so my mama ain't worried 
I told my mama I'd kill if I gotta 
I promise you that you ain't takin' nada 
My girl on the bed drinkin' piña colada 
My car is a 'Vette, but I had an Impala, I count up the dollars 
I told her don't spit it out, you better swallow 
I love when I hit from the back and she holler 
I need me a launching pad 'cause I got choppers 
I'm havin' that bread, I be havin' that guala 
 
[Chorus] 
I got my main lady rockin' Hermès 
She'll hold it down if I    Go to the feds 
I put these racks from the trap on your head 
In less than twenty-four hours, he dead 
I turned my niggas to bosses, they up now 
When we let the stick hit, better duck down 
Ain't no talk when we shootin', it's up now 
Ain't no changin' the price, I can't come down 
My vibe is Hispanic, my music organic 
I'm not from this planet, my shooters satanic 
My countertops granite, she ain't got no panties 
I make these hoes panic, I swipe like a bandit 
My whip is a Lucid, I know the trap fluent 
I put a lil' chick on the plane and she flew it 
We all on the same page, you know we congruent 
I run from the cops, boy, you know I'm elusive 
 
[Verse 2] 
Ain't chasin' these women, I'm hurtin' they feelings 
I'm makin' a killing, I'm tryna get millions 
I'm juicin', I'm cleansin', they hatin', I sense it 
You name it, I did it, they copy, they mimic 
These streets can get wicked, I'm counting my riches 
I'm gettin' this money, I'm turnin' down bitches 
I had to wise up, had to cut off some niggas 
I keep buyin' pistols, I keep buyin' Louis 
I keep buyin' houses, I keep buyin' jewelry 
My bully a merle, my Frenchie a fluffy 
I'm probably gon' make me a quarter from puppies 
We fill up a trailer and keep that shit truckin' 
We shoot that shit first, so it's no need for duckin' 
She just a thottie, ain't no need to cuff her 
My apartment a jungle, my reefer is musty 
My girl is a queen, you gon' die if you touch her 
We apes in the jungle, we ready to rumble 
We hang with the lions and bears and the gators 
We trap in Dekalb, got a house in Decatur 
We count up the paper, that 'za is my fragrance 
I'm gainin' this wisdom, I'm havin' some vision 
My partners in prison, I pray that I see 'em 
I got the blueprint, you know I be teachin' 
He plannin' on robbin' us, we leave him leakin' 
 
[Chorus] 
I got my main lady rockin' Hermès 
She'll hold it down if I    Go to the feds 
I put these racks from the trap on your head 
In less than twenty-four hours, he dead 
I turned my niggas to bosses, they up now 
When we let the stick hit, better duck down 
Ain't no talk when we shootin', it's up now 
Ain't no changin' the price, I can't come down 
My vibe is Hispanic, my music organic 
I'm not from this planet, my shooters satanic 
My countertops granite, she ain't got no panties 
I make these hoes panic, I swipe like a bandit 
My whip is a Lucid, I know the trap fluent 
I put a lil' chick on the plane and she flew it 
We all on the same page, you know we congruent 
I run from the cops, boy, you know I'm elusive