Transpose up:
(INTRO)
Bm
G
(PRE CHO)
Who needs
F#m
love?
(U
G
h,
yeah
Bm
)
G
Yeah, who needs
F#m
love?
Ay
G
y
(CHO)
When I got these
Bm
diamond VVS’s on my
G
neckpiece
Big pointers a
F#m
ll in my bezel, call it my
G
bestie
I spent a
Bm
hundred and thou’ and all
G
countin’
Money make me
F#m
happy every time I
G
count
it
Who needs
Bm
love, when I
G
come around flexin’?
F#m
I don’t need no lovin’ from
G
any one of my exes
Bm
I don’t need no stressin’,
G
phone call, textin’
F#m
Don’t kiss me, bitch,
G
kiss my necklace
(POST CHO)
Who needs
Bm
love?
Ayy
G
F#m
G
Baby, who ne
Bm
eds
love
G
?
F#m
G
Ayy
(VER)
I got
Bm
20/20 vision when I
G
see
her
Pulled up in the
F#m
Lamb’, should’ve pulled up in the
G
BM
Rippers in my
Bm
denim ’cause a young nigga was
G
flexin’
And if we end it
F#m
early, baby girl, then it was
G
destined
I even had to
Bm
stop, answerin’ your
G
calls
A nigga had you
F#m
trappin’ with the scammers and the
G
dawgs
Drivin’ over
Bm
border with the hammers in the
G
car
When the cops pulled me
F#m
over, would’ve hand it to my
G
dawgs
I mean, who
Bm
needs love with these hammers in my
G
fists?
And she gon’
F#m
fuck me over, give a damn about a
G
bitch
Debit, credit
Bm
cards on me, slammin’ in this
G
bitch
Don’t wanna take her
F#m
back, she did the damage in this
G
bitch
Tell me, who needs
Bm
love
G
?
(PRE CHO)
Who needs
F#m
love?
G
(Uh,
yeah
Bm
)
G
Yeah, who needs lo
Bm
ve?
G
Ayy
(CHO)
When I got these
Bm
diamond VVS’s on my
G
neckpiece
Big pointers
F#m
all in my bezel, call it my
G
bestie
I spent a
Bm
hundred and thou’ and all
G
countin’
Money make me
F#m
happy every time I
G
count
it
Who needs
Bm
love, when I
G
come around flexin’?
F#m
I don’t need no lovin’ from
G
any one of my exes
Bm
I don’t need no stressin’,
G
phone call, textin’
F#m
Don’t kiss me, bitch,
G
kiss my necklace
(POST CHO)
Who needs lo
F#m
ve?
G
Ayy
Bm
G
Baby, who needs lo
Bm
ve?
G
Ayy
(VER)
I said, I was doin’
Bm
wrong back when you was livin’
G
right
Cool a couple
F#m
milli’ sittin’ with me on the flight,
G
ayy
Tryna get me
Bm
back and fuckin’ niggas out of
G
spite
And you sittin’ on that
F#m
nigga dick when it don’t sit
G
right with ya
Had to tell her,
Bm
look here though
You could
G
fuck a thousand niggas
Only
F#m
thing that’s finna be hurt is your
G
pussy,
ho
And if I get
Bm
at it, baby girl, you know I’m
G
superstar
status
Don’t you
F#m
ever try to play me like a
G
rookie,
though
Big, big
Bm
dreams got you sittin’ in a
G
mansion
Laid up in my
F#m
covers while you thinkin’ ’bout
G
expansion
Can’t believe you
Bm
even fucked that nigga, he a
G
random
Had me emb
F#m
arrassed to tell the story to the
G
mandem
Shawty, I ain’t
Bm
worried ’bout no nigga drip, I’m
G
drippin’ the best
The Cullinan
F#m
seats orange, ’cause it’s
G
drippin’
Hermès
No matter
Bm
what she tellin’ you, fuck, I
G
dicked her the best
Fuck the
F#m
drama, I put dick in her
G
chest,
yes
(CHO)
When I got these
Bm
diamond VVS’s on my
G
neckpiece
Big pointers
F#m
all in my bezel, call it my
G
bestie
I spent a
Bm
hundred and thou’ and all
G
countin’
Money make me
F#m
happy every time I
G
count
it
Who needs
Bm
love, when I
G
come around flexin’?
F#m
I don’t need no lovin’ from
G
any one of my exes
Bm
I don’t need no stressin’,
G
phone call, textin’
F#m
Don’t kiss me, bitch,
G
kiss my necklace
(POST CHO)
Who needs lo
F#m
ve?
G
Ayy
Bm
G
Baby, who needs lo
Bm
ve?
G
Ayy
