Chorus
Gm                           D# 
You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh 
Cm                             Dm 
You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh 
Gm                           D# 
You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh 
Cm                             Dm 
You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh 
 
Bridge
Gm            D#           Cm  
Tools, tools, I keep them tools 
             Dm 
I keep them tools, tools 
            Gm  
I keep them tools, ooh 
                   D#          Cm 
These tools are for you to use 
Dm                         Gm   
These tools are for you to use me 
D#                                  Cm 
Oooh, use me, what you want me for Use me 
              Dm                         
Oooh, use me, what you want me for 
Gm 
Use me 
D#                  Cm          
Yeah, oh, use me, ooh-ooh 
    Dm 
Use me what you want me for 
 
Verse 1
Gm                         D# 
Yes to the tights that you like, they are see-through 
Cm                             Dm 
Guess you can rock those when even I don't see you 
Gm                         D# 
Who piss you off, baby? Tell me, what he do? 
Cm                             Dm 
I'll call your ex if you really want me to 
Gm                         D# 
I'll grab your whip and take it back to Chi-Town 
Cm                             Dm 
When I'm in Chi-Town, I treat it like it's my town 
Gm                         D# 
I'll scoop your son up from your baby daddy 
Cm                             Dm 
From this point on, you don't have to deal with talkin' 
 
Chorus
Gm                           D# 
You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh 
Cm                             Dm 
You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh 
Gm                           D# 
You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh 
Cm                             Dm 
You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh 
                                            Gm           D# 
Just so you know, I need you to know how to use me 
Cm                  Dm 
Any way, you can 
 
Verse 2
Gm                         D# 
Thousand karats on my hand, 'bout to get xanned out 
Cm                             Dm 
I can always lean on these bands when niggas is not around 
Gm                         D# 
I got an AK on my shoulder, my trigger finger hot 
Cm                             Dm 
I feel like Pink Floyd with the lean out 
Gm                         D# 
I feel like Pretty Boy, Money Team out 
Cm                             Dm 
Kissin' on the water with my chains out 
Gm                         D# 
My life is more effective than a cocaine drop 
Cm                             Dm 
Cause I was trappin' at Grandma's house when I came out 
Gm                         D# 
I said "F*ck the streets" and made my own lane now 
Cm                             Dm 
When you get high enough, you can dodge raindrops 
Gm                         D# 
And tell your momma and your daddy you in a gang now 
 
Chorus
Gm                           D# 
You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh 
Cm                             Dm 
You know that niggas full of tries, oh, oh 
Gm                           D# 
You know that niggas full of lies, oh, oh 
Cm                             Dm 
You know that niggas is full of tries, oh, oh 
                                            Gm           D# 
Just so you know, I need you to know how to use me 
Cm                  Dm 
Any way, you can 
 
Outro
Gm 
Use me to make me better 
D# 
Oh, yeah you can use me 
Cm 
Use me, then use me 
Dm                           
Then you better, then you better 
Gm           
Use me 
D# 
Use me.... 
Cm    Dm 
Use me....