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This single was released on 13 September 2019.
Scale: Eb Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 72 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] www.chordzone.org [CHORUS:Gucci Mane & YoungBoy Never Broke Again] Ebm One brick, he think he richer than errybody Ebm Two bricks, he think he richer than errybody Ebm Four bricks, he think he richer than errybody Ebm Fresh out, he thinkin' 'bout robbin' errybody Ebm Fresh out, he thinkin' 'bout robbin' errybody Ebm Gucci's a murderer, he got dead bodies Ebm Certified, he cook way better than errybody Ebm He traumatized, he done seen too many dead bodies Ebm I ain't lovin' 'cause these bitches fuckin' errybody Ebm I drop my top, I do the dance, I'm stuntin' on errybody [VERSE ONE: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] Ebm Drive the McLaren on Bentley corners (Skrrt) Ebm I ride through the six with that burner on me Ebm I'ma get that lil' bitch and that's if I want her Ebm I'ma nut in that ho like a sperm donor Ebm Sellin' drugs, got the feds on us Ebm Brand new XD with the beam on it Ebm I'm lacin' my blunt with that lean on it Ebm Sippin' dirt, if it's clean, then I'on want it Ebm My pockets filled with them dead bodies Ebm YoungBoy thinkin' he richer than everybody Ebm Nigga, play with my shit? I'ma red-dot him Ebm That nigga start snitchin', the feds got him Ebm Gotta eight of that ache in the baby bottle Ebm Got a hundred round clip on the wooden chopper Ebm He got him a brick and he started wylin' Ebm He say he cook better than errybody Ebm I'ma stay with the stick 'cause I know they watchin' Ebm I'm droppin' a bag on errybody Ebm Got a bitch from the wit' a wide body Ebm I think that she fuckin' on everybody Ebm 'Til the day that I die, I'ma take narcotics Ebm Bitch, I'm catchin' a cell on a Palm Pilot Ebm Got these diamonds all over my fuckin' body Ebm Like he fuckin' with me? I'ma see about it www.chordzone.org [CHORUS:Gucci Mane & YoungBoy Never Broke Again] Ebm One brick, he think he richer than errybody Ebm Two bricks, he think he richer than errybody Ebm Four bricks, he think he richer than errybody Ebm Fresh out, he thinkin' 'bout robbin' errybody Ebm Fresh out, he thinkin' 'bout robbin' errybody Ebm Gucci's a murderer, he got dead bodies Ebm Certified, he cook way better than errybody Ebm He traumatized, he done seen too many dead bodies Ebm I ain't lovin' 'cause these bitches fuckin' errybody Ebm I drop my top, I do the dance, I'm stuntin' on errybody [VERSE TWO: Gucci Mane] Ebm I'm from the zone six, so I seen a lotta dead bodies Ebm They drain Brook Lake and they brought out all them dead bodies Ebm I got so rich, them haters got a lot to say about it (Huh?) Ebm These boys so broke, they need to go to church and pray about it (Damn) Ebm I bring that dope to Berman Hamptons, call it Gucci county (Skrr, skrr) Ebm They put some money on my head 'but they couldn't make the bounty Ebm I was so fucking underground, don't even know how they find me Ebm Feel like Obama when I move 'cause I keep soldiers 'round me Ebm I'm not in the NBA but I be ballin' on bitches (Ballin') Ebm Gotta carry credit cards, my cash too big for my britches Ebm Yeah I came up out the trenches, I don't fuck wit' no snitches (Yeah) Ebm Niggas stay trippin' 'til some of they friends come up missin' (Guap) [VERSE THREE: DaBaby] Ebm You ain't never put out on a nigga, then lil' nigga, shut up (Bitch) Ebm I just rocked a sold out show, Ebm I performed for a hour and didn't put my gun up (Lets go) Ebm If a lil' nigga try me and send out a gun down, Ebm That nigga won't live to see sun up (Uh uh) Ebm Fuck your bitch and I tip her a hundred (Yeah, yeah) Ebm I show you how to muhfuckin' come up Ebm If you add up my watch and my wrist and my fist, Ebm Before taxes, I spent a whole hundred (A hundred) Ebm You can go and ask Johnny, he love it, every time he see me, he see money Ebm I pulled up BET with my kids and my baby mama, they like, "Ooh, he be thuggin'" Ebm No, I'm just a real nigga with money Ebm I keep one in the head of that bitch like a bundle Ebm I'm too rich so I just had to switch up my number Ebm You play and it's gon' be a murder like YB Ebm I draw out, you see blood like it's YG (Yeah) Ebm I done told every nigga to try me (Yeah) Ebm Some people compare me to Gucci, I drop some new music and caught me a body Ebm And I don't like hangin' with bitch ass niggas, you gotta be a dog to sit beside me Ebm My boy got [CHORUS: Gucci Mane, YoungBoy Never Broke Again & DaBaby] Ebm One brick, he think he richer than errybody (My dog got) Ebm Two bricks, he think he richer than errybody (That nigga got) Ebm Four bricks, he think he richer than errybody Ebm Fresh out, he thinkin' 'bout robbin' errybody Ebm Fresh out, he thinkin' 'bout robbin' errybody Ebm Gucci's a murderer, he got dead bodies Ebm Certified, he cook way better than errybody Ebm He traumatized, he done seen too many dead bodies Ebm I ain't lovin' 'cause these bitches fuckin' errybody Ebm I drop my top, I do the dance, I'm stuntin' on errybody (Errybody)
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