Oprahs Bank Account

Capo: 3rd fret Intro G Bm A x2 (EarlOnTheBeat) G Bm A Strumming: DDDDU DDu DDu [Chorus Lil Yachty] G I ain't mad at 'em, baby Bm A G If I seen't you out, me too would be up on you crazy Bm A G Diamond in the rough, you look as good as Oprah's bank account Bm A I just wanna take you out G Fuck you in your mama house Bm A Overseas, I fly you out G Bm A Is it trickin' if she really love me? Let's just find it out G Baby, what's up with your mouth? Bm A G City girl straight from the South [Verse 1: Drake] N.C. G Bm Back home on a presi', I'm Obama, ayy, I condone the drama, ayy A G Bm I tongued down Madonna, ayy, do you need pajamas? Yeah A G Stayin' the night, girl, you promised it Bm I hide in the cave like Osama did A G I'm blowin' a bag in the Diamond District N.C. G You need me like dollars that are owed to you, yeah Bm A G Money and me are the same, but I just don't fold for you, yeah Bm A G Run me a body, I'll put a Range on the road for you Bm A G I don't know what you were told, but I ain't mad at you, baby [Chorus Lil Yachty] Bm A G If I seen't you out, me too would be up on you crazy Bm A G Diamond in the rough, you look as good as Oprah's bank account Bm A I just wanna take you out G Fuck you in your mama house Bm A Overseas, I fly you out G Bm A Is it trickin' if she really love me? Let's just find it out G Baby, what's up with your mouth? Bm A City girl straight from the South [Verse 2: Lil Yachty] G Bm A Is they mad that you fuck with me? (Is they mad, mad, mad?) G Bm A Is they mad that you ride around in a Bentley? (Skrrt) G Bm A Is they mad that you not with them? (Is they mad?) G Bm A Same hoes hatin' be in my DM (That's too sad) G Bm A G Lockin' it down, lockin' it down, lockin' it down, I want you (I want you) Bm A I want them to know you're my baby boo (My boo) G Bm A We still make it lit when ain't nothin' to do G Bm A Every time we step out, niggas look at you G Bm A G Bm A (No, no, no, no, make him hit it and then quit it) [Chorus Lil Yachty] G I ain't mad at 'em, baby Bm A G If I seen't you out, me too would be up on you crazy Bm A G Diamond in the rough, you look as good as Oprah's bank account Bm A I just wanna take you out G You look as good as Oprah's bank account Bm A I just wanna take you out G You look as good as Oprah's bank account Bm A I just wanna take you out G You look as good as Oprah's bank account Bm A I ain't mad at 'em, baby [Verse 3: DaBaby & Lil Yachty] G My bitch pull up lookin' like Oprah bank (Let's go) Bm A Take a pic with a bitch and she faint (Yeah) G She look like a goddess, but she ain't no saint Bm A My bitch 'bout it 'bout it, she need her a tank (Uh) G You know ain't no limit on blue hundreds Bm A My bitch like a big bag of money, this new money (Chill) G You gon' make the bitch think that you love her (Fuck you) Bm A Hold her hand right in front you, we too public (Aw) G Take the lil' nigga bitch, he ain't do nothin' (Yeah) Bm A Now his bitch goin' Baby on Baby (Let's go) G She want me to stay, I ain't stayin' Bm A And I hope that these niggas don't play, I ain't playin' (Let's go) G Your bitch lookin' good as Oprah bank account Bm A G I'm the type to take a nigga ho from him and take her out N.C. Keep the butt, I'll take the mouth G Bm A G Bm A (No, no, no, no, I ain't mad at 'em, baby) [Chorus Lil Yachty & DaBaby] G I ain't mad at 'em, baby (Let's go) Bm A G If I seen't you out, me too would be up on you crazy (Let's go) Bm A G Diamond in the rough, you look as good as Oprah's bank account Bm A I just wanna take you out G Fuck you in your mama house Bm A Overseas, I fly you out G Bm A Is it trickin' if she really love me? Let's just find it out G Baby, what's up with your mouth? Bm A City girl straight from the South [Outro Lil Yachty] Bm A I just wanna take you out G You look as good as Oprah's bank account Bm A I just wanna take you out G You look as good as Oprah's bank account Bm A I just wanna take you out G You look as good as Oprah's bank account Bm A I ain't mad at 'em, baby