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Аккорды к песне ​Money Man — Transform

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for easy: key "-3" 
 
whole song: Cm G# Fm Cm  
 
[Intro] 
(Trauma Tone) 
 
[Chorus] 
Cm 
I got pink money, I got blue money 
I got new fifties, I got old hundreds 
G# 
Up in Saks Fifth, bought Balenci Runners 
Rent a house to scam somewhere by Tucker 
Fm 
Call me Uber Eats 'cause we steady grumblin' 
Lamborghini Urus, hear the motor hummin' 
Cm 
Blind side, a nigga never seen it comin' 
I'ma stand tall, you never seen me runnin' 
 
This a pound house, we don't    Do a zip 
I'ma eat a shroom, I'ma take a trip 
Pop it in the mag, I'ma let it rip 
Ain't no mercy for 'em, I'ma transform 
I'm in rare form 
I be fly as hell, now I'm airborne 
Australian vibe with me, she from Melbourne 
Told my dog, "If you don't kill an opp, then I'ma kill you" 
If we don't think the same, then I don't feel you 
Told my girl, "Come here, I wanna feel you" 
Don't get a fake ass, I want the real you 
Love the way you look from the rear view 
The stick got a scope, that's a clear view 
Sick of bein' broke, I'm tryna heal you 
Got this sniper rifle and I'm in a foreign, had to flip the title 
Yeah, I filled the mile, it got me revital 
 
[Verse] 
I just left lil' mama, now she suicidal 
I don't owe 'em nothin', niggas too entitled 
Got a quarter with me tryna show her privates 
On an airplane and the charter private 
I ain't never tellin', I'ma keep it silent 
I ain't never tellin', I'ma keep it quiet 
She gon' drink my fluid like a liquid diet 
What's the location? We was at the Hyatt 
Call me Bigfoot, I'm a big stepper like Sasquatch 
Spent an eighty-ball on a new watch 
Spent a one-fifty on a new drop 
Got 'em goin' crazy when the album drop 
Spent twelve hundred on her crop-top 
She was thankful for it, she was appreciative 
Niggas feelin' hurt, they too sensitive 
Yeah, on a whole 'nother wave with this shit 
Broke nigga, get away with this shit 
You gon' end up in the grave with this shit 
Told a nigga don't play with this shit 
Long nights and long days for this shit 
Stayed down, I done prayed for this shit 
Hardbody, I was made for this shit 
Big stepper like I'm Chewbacca 
In a Redeye, got two choppers 
I'ma hit 'em up, I'ma 2Pac 'em 
Fly, tall nigga, call me Big Poppa 
I'm a big target, got a good lawyer 
I'ma hit the bitch in some red bottoms 
Yeah, late night, I be head-huntin' 
I be red rummin', I be rack racin' 
 
[Chorus] 
I got pink money, I got blue money 
I got new fifties, I got old hundreds 
Up in Saks Fifth, bought Balenci Runners 
Rent a house to scam somewhere by Tucker 
Call me Uber Eats 'cause we steady grumblin' 
Lamborghini Urus, hear the motor hummin' 
Blind side, a nigga never seen it comin' 
I'ma stand tall, you never seen me runnin' 
This a pound house, we don't    Do a zip 
I'ma eat a shroom, I'ma take a trip 
Pop it in the mag, I'ma let it rip 
Ain't no mercy for 'em, I'ma transform 
I'm in rare form 
I be fly as hell, now I'm airborne 
Australian vibe with me, she from Melbourne 
Told my dog, "If you don't kill an opp, then I'ma kill you" 
If we don't think the same, then I don't feel you 
Told my girl, "Come here, I wanna feel you" 
Don't get a fake ass, I want the real you 
Love the way you look from the rear view 
The stick got a scope, that's a clear view 
Sick of bein' broke, I'm tryna heal you 
Got this sniper rifle and I'm in a foreign, had to flip the title 
Yeah, I filled the mile, it got me revital 

Аппликатуры аккордов
Fm
1
G#
4
Cm
3
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