Tell Your Friends Teclado

	  Intro D7M  
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Bm7 
    We are not the same I am too reckless 
              E     D       C#m7 
I'm not tryna go in that direction 
C#m7 
    These niggas they been doing too much flexing 
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But they about to call the wrong attention 
Bm7 
   And I ain't got no patience, no more testing 
                E           D       C#m7 
I do shit how I want, don't need no blessing 
C#m7 
    XO niggas, ain't nothing to mess with 
                D7M  C#m7   Bm7 
Nobody stoppin' us, oh no, we destined 
Bm7 
    And everybody around you is so basic 
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I'm never rocking white, I'm like a racist 
C#m7 
    I don't drink my liquor with a chaser 
                 D7M  C#m7     Bm7 
And money is the only thing I'm chasin' 
Bm7 
    End some dope nights on some coke lines 
                 E          D    C#m7 
Give me head all night, cum four times 
C#m7 
    Baby girl just wanna smoke a pound 
                     D7M  C#m7      
Do an ounce get some dick, tell your friends about it 
  


        F#m7 
Go tell your friends about it (about it) 
        Bm7   
Go tell your friends about it (about it) 
        F#m7 
Go tell them what you know, what you seen 
            F#m7  
How I roll, how I get it on the low 
Bm7 
    Go tell your friends about it (about it) 
   E    D            C#m7 
Go tell your friends about it (about it) 
C#m7 
    I'm the nigga with the hair 
Singing 'bout poppin' pills 
                        D7M  C#m7  Bm7 
fuckin' bitches, livin' life, so   trill 



Bm7 
    Last year I did all the politickin' 
                E     D      C#m7 
This year I'mma focus on the vision 
C#m7 
    I think these hoes deserve another fixin' 
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I'm talkin' 'bout the ones from the beginnin' 
Bm7 
    Don't believe the rumors, bitch, I'm still a user 
                  E    D                   C#m7 
I'm still rockin' camo and still roll with shooters 
C#m7 
I'm a villain in my city, I just made another killin' 
      D7M    C#m7   Bm7 
I'mma spend it all on bitches 
Bm7 
    And everybody fuckin', everybody fuckin' 
             E      D         C#m7 
Pussy on the house, everybody fuckin' 
C#m7 
Man, I miss my city, man, it's been a minute 
      D7M  C#m7         Bm7 
MIA a habit, Cali was the mission 
Bm7 
Cruise through the west-end in my new Benz 
                    E    D             C#m7 
I'm just tryna live life through a new lens 
C#m7 
Drivin' by the streets I used to walk through 
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When I had no crib, I guess you call that shit a miracle 
  


        F#m7 
Go tell your friends about it (about it) 
        Bm7  
Go tell your friends about it (about it) 
        F#m7  
Go tell them what you know, what you seen 
                  D7M  C#m7 
How I roll, how I get it on the low 
Bm7 
    Go tell your friends about it (about it) 
   E    D            C#m7 
Go tell your friends about it (about it) 
C#m7 
    I'm the nigga with the hair 
Singing 'bout poppin' pills 
                        D7M  C#m7  Bm7 
fuckin' bitches, livin' life, so   trill 
  


Bm7 
Roll some, think I’ll roll some 
                    E    D 
To know some, if we both honest 
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Who lasts? Yeah, you lie 
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Spent the whole summer 
Tryna be at the wrong place at the right time 
    E  D           C#m7 
But I know what's mine when I see it 
       D7M  C#m7 
I know 
  


Bm7 
My cousin said I made it big and it's unusual 
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She tried to take a selfie at my Grandma's funeral 
C#m7 
Used to roam on Queen, now I sing Queen street anthems 
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Used to hate attention, now I pull up in that wagon 
Bm7 
And I was broken, I was broken, I was so broke 
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I used to roam around the town when I was homeless 
C#m7 
Me and Lamar would rob a nigga for his Jordans 
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And flip it just to get these hoes another nose fix 
Bm7 
Now we get faded when we want, girl, we got choices 
                        E      D      C#m7 
Lay them on the fuckin' table, we got choices 
C#m7 
And if they wanna fuck my niggas, they got choices 
                            D7M      C#m7         Bm7 
They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless 
  
Bm7 
Yeah, that shit is pointless 
                            E          D            C#m7 
They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless 
C#m7 
Yeah, that shit is pointless 
                             D7M     C#m7        Bm7 
They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless 
  


        F#m7  
Go tell your friends about it (about it) 
        Bm7   
Go tell your friends about it (about it) 
        F#m7 
Go tell them what you know, what you seen 
            F#m7  
How I roll, how I get it on the low 
Bm7 
    Go tell your friends about it (about it) 
   E    D            C#m7 
Go tell your friends about it (about it) 
C#m7 
    I'm the nigga with the hair 
Singing 'bout poppin' pills 
                        D7M  C#m7  Bm7 
fuckin' bitches, livin' life, so   trill 
  
Final Bm7  E  D  C#m7 
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