Startender

Tom : Am
Am
Yeah, shawty got ass, she just got a tummy tuck, yeah
Startenders, run it up, ah
F
Let's get into it
Dm
Watch it, bitch
Yeah, ah, haha

[Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
Am
Mmh, ain’t fuckin' with no off-brand bitch (Yeah)
F Dm
Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me (Yeah)
Am
Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami (Yeah)

[Próxima Parte]
F Dm
Ooh, I’m feelin' like I'm Biggaveli, uh, ooh, yeah

[Verse 1: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
Am F
Ooh, I see it in you (You)
Dm
You just left your man, that's too bad, ooh (Too)
Am F
Pull up in a foreign like skrrt skrrt (Coupe)
Dm
All up in your feelings, yeah you seem so hurt (Yeah)
Am
Eliantte chains, now it's time to run it up
F Dm
And the gang got a tool, so you know they one of us, yeah
Am F
Shawty got ass, she just got a tummy tuck, yeah
Dm
Startenders, run it up

[Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie & Offset]
[Próxima Parte]
F Dm
Ooh, I’m feelin’ like I'm Biggaveli

[Próxima Parte]
F Dm
Ooh, I'm feelin’ like I'm Biggaveli (Offset)

[Verse 2: Offset]
Hundred in my fanny, yeah (Hundred)
Runnin' up the engine for my family, huh (Fam')
Am
Wanna hop on jet, take off your panties, huh (Hoo)
F Dm
Baguettes on my wrist and they can't stand me, huh (Baguettes)
Am
Cocoa on my Maybach like it's Freaknik (Smash, smash)
F Dm
Shoot the hundred round and get your street sweeped (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
Am
Patek on my wrist, this shit ain't cheap, cheap (Woo)
F Dm
Perky or the Addy, which one you gon' eat?
Am
If we got status in the back then meet the Grim Reap' (Static, baddy)
F Dm
Green light the Lambo', with your bitch creepin' (Skrrt)
Am
He got the poppin' bodies so I let the TEC eat him (Brrt, who?)
F Dm
I put the Nawf up on my back, I get the M's and feed 'em (Hey)

[Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
[Próxima Parte]
F Dm
Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli

[Próxima Parte]
F Dm
Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli, uh, ooh, yeah

[Verse 3: Tyga]
Am
Bitch, I'm number one like I'm Nelly (Nelly)
F Dm
And my crib all-white like Belly (Belly)
Am
And my bitch ride for me like Remy (Remy)
F Dm
Poppin' shots, thug life, Makaveli (Yeah, bah bah)
Am
Send the cash to my celly, have my nigga go get it
F Dm
Then we split it like a splinter, if I'm in it, it ain't rented (Skrrt)
Am
Got the rims so biggie that my tires look skinny
F Dm
Good pussy and you pretty, but you better off the Henny, yeah
Am
I ain't Ray J, told a bitch, "Wait a minute," damn (Hold up)
F
Diamonds on my dick, told the bitch, "Come and get it" (Hold up)
Am
Shawty, you a star, got all these niggas wishin' (Yeah)
F Dm
She gotta make it count, hit me up when you finished

[Chorus: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
[Próxima Parte]
F Dm
Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli

[Próxima Parte]
F Dm
Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli, uh, ooh, yeah

[Outro: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
Am
Head, shoulders, knees, focus
F Dm
Head, shoulders, knees, focus, yeah
Am
Head, yeah, shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, goin', yeah
F Dm
Head and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, focus, yeah
Am
Head, shoulders, knees, focus
F Dm
Head, shoulders, knees, focus, yeah
Am
Head and shoulders and knees, yeah, goin', yeah
C G
Head and shoulders, yeah, G's get it rollin'
Am
Mmh, ain't fucking with no off-brand bitch (Bang)