Bb                      Dm     Eb
Right now, I'm down
Gm              C      Dm
I be with the Hitmaker
Eb. Gm
So, hol' up

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
                                Bb                      Eb     Gm
Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)
                                Bb                      Gm
Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)
                        Bb
'Cause I can't stop loving you (Oh yeah)
                        Gm
Since I got a taste of your love (Oh yeah)
                                Bb                      Gm
Baby, come give me something new (Ooh, woah)

[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
Cm                                      F
God damn, you know who I am
Eb                              Dm                     C
Try to be on the low, but you ain't slow
Keep my shirt open, eyes low
G
Get a lot of paper, I know
C                       F
But you ain't into that
You like real facts
Eb                                                      G      C
Like, if you show love, you gon' get it back
C
Like, if you fuck good, you gon' get it back
G
Like, if you cook, wanna a real nigga that
Gm                              Dm
Gon' rep 'till that pussy like (Uhh uhh)
                                        G       C
We can go and get a private room
Dm
We could fuck for one night, ain't gotta jump the broom
Eb
Say your nigga, chill

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Bb      Eb     Gm
Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)
Bb      Gm
Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)
Bb
'Cause I can't stop loving you (Oh yeah)
Gm
Since I got a taste of your love (Oh yeah)
Bb              Gm
Baby, come give me something new (Ooh, woah)

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
C
I can tell you ain't from 'round here
Eb                      Gm
All that body, baby, it's not fair
C
Pull up on that ass in a drop, yeah
Gm
That's your ex, nigga? I'm dead
C
Lookin' for a real one? You found him
Eb                              Dm                     Cm     G
California King, we gon' go bounce on it
No doubt, yeah
Leave your legs shaking
                Cm                              Dm                             Gm
I might sing to that pussy like la-da-da-di-da (Di, yeah)
Cm                      Bb                     Eb             Gm
Girl, your shit so classic, it don't need no features (No, ooh Yeah)

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Bb      Eb     Gm
Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)
Bb      Gm
Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)
Bb
'Cause I can't stop loving you (Oh yeah)
Gm
Since I got a taste of your love (Oh yeah)
Bb              Gm
Baby, come give me something new (Ooh, woah)

[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa (Ty Dolla $ign)]
C
Girl, you look just like something out a magazine (Zine)
Eb                                              Dm
You smell great, know your body clean (Yeah)
                                C
Them niggas been on you since you was a teen (Teen)
                        Dm                                              G
Now you grown up, and I'm a boss, I'm just showing love (Love)
                Cm                      Dm
Smell like kush when I'm rolling up (Roll)
                                G
So much bank, I can fold it up (Fold)
It's so good, got you calling up (Call)
C
Tryna kick it with a nigga like, uhh (Brr, oom)

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Bb      Eb     Gm
Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)
Bb      Gm
Baby, come give me something new (Ooh)
Bb
'Cause I can't stop loving you (Oh yeah)
Gm
Since I got a taste of your love (Oh yeah)
Bb              Gm
Baby, come give me something new (Ooh, woah)