Chord Gitar French Montana - Push Up Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar B)

Verse

F#m                                B
In the bars, Max behind the bars
F#m                                B
Drink a sip of heaven, I'ma do it for my dog
F#m                                B
I'mma ide with a Ruger, niggas try to shoot ya
F#m                                B
They don't want no money, niggas actin' groupie
F#m                                B
I've been ridin' in a Benz, bustin' with the beams
F#m                                B
I just want the paper, I don't need no friends
F#m                                B
I was ridin' with the oh, oh, feelin' like I'm Guwop
F#m                                B
Came up out the sewer, got the work out in Newark
F#m                                B
I be ridin' with with Khaled, watchin' for the grease
F#m                                B
Pray to the high, for my enemies
 
[Hook]
F#m                                B
Drop it, when you see a hundred bands poppin'
F#m                                B
Bitches drop it, when you a hundred bands poppin'
F#m                                B
Bitches drop it, when you a hundred bands poppin'
F#m                                B
Bitches drop it, when you a hundred bands poppin'
F#m                                B
Push up, push up, push up, push up
F#m                                B
Push up, push up, push up, push up on
F#m                                B
Push up, push up, push up, push up
F#m                                B
Push up, push up, push up, gotta push up on it
F#m                                B
Push up, push up, push up, push up
F#m                                  B
Push up, push up, push up, gotta push up on it
F#m                         B
Drop it, when you see a hundred bands poppin'
F#m                                B
Bitches drop it, when you a hundred bands poppin'
 
[Post-Hook]
F#m                                B
Ridin' in a V, like to feel the breeze
F#m                                B
Pray to the high, for my enemies
 
[Verse 2]
F#m                          B
Got it from the thieves, served it to the fiends
F#m                          B
Got married to the mob, that's word to my mom
F#m                          B
Shorty bounced it back, I showed a hundred racks
F#m                          B
She ran up out the back, she threw me on her back
F#m                             B
I'ma spin around the corner, work on my diploma
F#m                            B
Wanna talk man to man, not two or three soldiers
F#m                             B
In Atlanta out with Flocka, spinnin' 'round with Gucci
F#m                                  B
Had the white like sushi and the brown like Karrueche
F#m                              B
Got the scar like the Fugees, cash money like Tunechi
F#m                                   B
They all love me like I'm Boosie, G'd up, fuck this Gucci
F#m                          B
Gotta leave it up to God, cook it up and dry it
F#m                          B
Hit the 9-5, hustlin' was a job
 
[Hook]
F#m                                B
Drop it, when you see a hundred bands poppin'
F#m                                B
Bitches drop it, when you a hundred bands poppin'
F#m                                B
Bitches drop it, when you a hundred bands poppin'
F#m                                B
Bitches drop it, when you a hundred bands poppin'
F#m                                B
Push up, push up, push up, push up
F#m                                B
Push up, push up, push up, push up on
F#m                                B
Push up, push up, push up, push up
F#m                                B
Push up, push up, push up, gotta push up on it
F#m                                B
Push up, push up, push up, push up
F#m                                  B
Push up, push up, push up, gotta push up on it
F#m                         B
Drop it, when you see a hundred bands poppin'
F#m                                B
Bitches drop it, when you a hundred bands poppin'