This song is from the album Dum and Dummer(2019), released on 26 July 2019.
Scale: D Major Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 63 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Dm Let the band play Dm Yeah Dm Skrrt skrrt, skrrt‚ uh www.chordzone.org [CHORUS:Key Glock] Dm Pull up foreigns back to back‚ back to back‚ back to back to back Dm And hop out with them racks, with them racks, yeah‚ with them big old racks Dm Ayy, shout out to my set, to my set‚ you see it around my neck Dm Yeah, bitch, we like to flex, we like to flex, we ball, don't break a sweat [VERSE ONE: Key Glock] Dm Yeah, all these damn dead presidents, I'm gettin' too much, it's scarin' me Dm Fuck these hoes, just let 'em be, can't let 'em get the best of me Dm Bitch, I got the recipe, can't no nigga compare to me Dm Yeah, all this water water on me, I might go join the swimming team Dm I got dough, Krispy Kreme Dm Fresh to death, crispy clean Dm Bitch I smoke Christmas trees Dm Got them lumps in my jeans Dm Diamonds jumping, trampoline Dm Uh, all you hear is bling (Bling) Dm Ball so hard, they think we cheatin' Dm Yeah, yeah, yeah, you see it www.chordzone.org [CHORUS:Key Glock] Dm Pull up foreigns back to back, back to back, back to back to back Dm And hop out with them racks, with them racks, yeah, with them big old racks Dm Ayy, shout out to my set, to my set, you see it around my neck Dm Yeah, bitch, we like to flex, we like to flex, we ball, don't break a sweat [VERSE TWO: Young Dolph] Dm We pull up back to back, back to back to back to back to back Dm No, I don't play fair, shit 'round my neck jumpin' like jumping jacks Dm All these bitches swear that they love me, bitch, you just love these stacks Dm Dolph come on the radio, your girl gon' turn it up to the max Dm Paper Route, Paper Route, Paper Route (Uh) Dm Motherfuckin' Business, lil' nigga (Uh) Dm Fuck this rap shit, got some homeboys down the road Dm Doin' life sentence, lil' nigga (Free my dawgs, free my dawgs) Dm I never played tennis but I got racks (Racks) Dm Eight stacks just for a backpack (Racks) Dm See some fuck niggas, then blatt blatt (Blatt blatt) Dm Blatt blatt blatt blatt (Ayy) Dm Lake Michigan on my wrist (Flooded) Dm Mississippi river on my neck (Flooded) Dm Went to hollywood just to go flex (It's Dolph) Dm I took his bitch, made her my pet (Bitch) Dm I wish all of my old hoes the best (Fuck y'all) Dm Me and Tray-Tray on a jet (Bitch) Dm Blue Power Ranger on his chest, hah, blessed [CHORUS: Key Glock] Dm Pull up foreigns back to back, back to back, back to back to back Dm And hop out with them racks, with them racks, yeah, with them big old racks Dm Ayy, shout out to my set, to my set, you see it around my neck Dm Yeah, bitch, we like to flex, we like to flex, we ball, don't break a sweat
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