F#m                           D
You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
Bm                             C#m
You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh
F#m                           D
You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
Bm                             C#m
You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh

[Bridge]
F#m            D           Bm 
Tools, tools, I keep them tools
             C#m
I keep them tools, tools
            F#m 
I keep them tools, ooh
                   D          Bm
These tools are for you to use
C#m                         F#m  
These tools are for you to use me
D                                  Bm
Oooh, use me, what you want me for Use me
              C#m                        
Oooh, use me, what you want me for
F#m
Use me
D                  Bm         
Yeah, oh, use me, ooh-ooh
    C#m
Use me what you want me for

[Verse 1]
F#m                         D
Yes to the tights that you like, they are see-through
Bm                             C#m
Guess you can rock those when even I don't see you
F#m                         D
Who piss you off, baby? Tell me, what he do?
Bm                             C#m
I'll call your ex if you really want me to
F#m                         D
I'll grab your whip and take it back to Chi-Town
Bm                             C#m
When I'm in Chi-Town, I treat it like it's my town
F#m                         D
I'll scoop your son up from your baby daddy
Bm                             C#m
From this point on, you don't have to deal with talkin'

[Chorus]
F#m                           D
You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
Bm                             C#m
You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh
F#m                           D
You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
Bm                             C#m
You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh
                                            F#m           D
Just so you know, I need you to know how to use me
Bm                  C#m
Any way, you can

[Verse 2]
F#m                         D
Thousand karats on my hand, 'bout to get xanned out
Bm                             C#m
I can always lean on these bands when niggas is not around
F#m                         D
I got an AK on my shoulder, my trigger finger hot
Bm                             C#m
I feel like Pink Floyd with the lean out
F#m                         D
I feel like Pretty Boy, Money Team out
Bm                             C#m
Kissin' on the water with my chains out
F#m                         D
My life is more effective than a cocaine drop
Bm                             C#m
Cause I was trappin' at Grandma's house when I came out
F#m                         D
I said "Fuck the streets" and made my own lane now
Bm                             C#m
When you get high enough, you can dodge raindrops
F#m                         D
And tell your momma and your daddy you in a gang now

[Chorus]
F#m                           D
You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
Bm                             C#m
You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh
F#m                           D
You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh
Bm                             C#m
You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh
                                            F#m           D
Just so you know, I need you to know how to use me
Bm                  C#m
Any way, you can

[Outro]
F#m
Use me to make me better
D
Oh, yeah you can use me
Bm
Use me, then use me
C#m                          
Then you better, then you better
F#m          
Use me
D
Use me....
Bm    C#m
Use me....