Calvin Harris – New Money (Guitar)

Am7 D Em      Am7
         Yeah

D      Em                G
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Am7                      D
Gucci on me, check (21), Hermes, check (Check)

Em
Louis V', check, yeah, Fendi cost a check (Yeah)

Am7                           D
Diamonds on my neck (Yeah), I make your bitch wet (Yeah)

Em                           G
Treat me like a king (Yeah), no disrespect (21)

Am7                          D
Show you how to ball (Ball), meet me at the mall (Mall)

Em
She said, "Why you bark?" Bitch, I'm a dog (Roof)

Am7                           D
Went and bought a 'Rari (21), left the shit parked (Parked)

Em                             D#       D
I ain't with the Twitter shit, I let it spark (Fah)

C
 Gucci garments, kush smell like armpits

Am
  You domestic, all I ridе is foreign shit

Am7                   D
Sippin' Hi-Tech and I got hot TEC

Em
I got nеw money, it ain't even out yet

C
 You went bought a plane ticket, but I chartered it

Am
  Tryna hit your main thing, let me borrow it

Am7                  D
Sippin' Hi-Tech and I got hot TEC

Em
I got nеw money, it ain't even out yet

Am7                     D
Ridin' in a coupe (21), tryna find a route (21)

Em
Draco in the seat make ya chicken noodle soup (Yeah)

Am7                         D
Jumped off the stu' (Yeah), never wore a suit (21)

Em                                 G
Rap niggas come around Savage, get screwed (On God)

Am7                   D
Fuck my best partner, make the bitch drop him (On God)

Em
Never sold drugs, nigga, I'm a robber (Yeah)

Am7                D
Lil' bitch bother, hit dawg, holler

Em                          D#             D
Hit my first lick, went and bought a Marni collar (On God)

C
 Gucci garments, kush smell like armpits

Am
  You domestic, all I ridе is foreign shit

Am7                   D
Sippin' Hi-Tech and I got hot TEC

Em
I got nеw money, it ain't even out yet

C
 You went bought a plane ticket, but I chartered it

Am
  Tryna hit your main thing, let me borrow it

Am7                  D
Sippin' Hi-Tech and I got hot TEC

Em
I got nеw money, it ain't even out yet

C
 Gucci garments, kush smell like armpits

Am
  You domestic, all I ridе is foreign shit

Am7                   D
Sippin' Hi-Tech and I got hot TEC

Em
I got nеw money, it ain't even out yet

C
 You went bought a plane ticket, but I chartered it

Am
  Tryna hit your main thing, let me borrow it

Am7                  D
Sippin' Hi-Tech and I got hot TEC

Em
I got nеw money, it ain't even out yet