A BOOGIE WIT DA HOODIE feat RODDY RICCH, GUNNA, LONDON ON DA TRACK – Numbers Chords and Lyrics

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Original Key: E Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 68
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
c h o r d  z o n e . o r g
 [INTRO]

 Em Bm Em Bm 

 We got London on da Track
 
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 [CHORUS]
      Em
 You mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin', it feel like a bus, but I'm whippin' the Wraith
  Bm
 Got my head to the ceiling, want me in my feelings, only got me feelin' a way
 Em
 I ain't sayin' I'm addicted, Adderall prescripted, fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain
   Bm
 Let a nigga touch my chain, fuck it, nigga, kill him, fuck it, they can take me away
 
 [POST-CHORUS]
           Em
 I got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot shit up
          Bm
 And my lil' brother turned to a drummer
  Bm
 Walked him outside, now he got the llama
             Em
 I took that Maybach where the J's at
 Em
 Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers
                 Bm
 All my niggas know run up them numbers
   Bm
 Fuck it, run up them numbers (Yeah)
 
 [VERSE]
   Em
 Run up them numbers
   Em
 OKC, you don't want no thunder
          Bm
 The old Tracy McGrady, the one
 Bm
 OKC, you don't want no thunder, yeah

 Em
 Christian the sweater
  Em
 Okay, Christian Dior the sweater
            Bm
 The double R came with the umbrella
  Bm      B
 When I put the hoodie on, it get realer, yeah

                    Em
 Put a hundred thousand in my Prada jeans
 Em
 Got some little homies, got some prodigies
                    Bm
 And I spent five hundred on Prada tees
 Bm
 Made it out the projects, poppin' overseas
                   Em
 Shawty gave me sloppy toppy on the seat
 Em
 I make some calls, you can't cop the fleet
                 Bm                           
 Gotta be an antisocial gangster 'cause the feds watchin' my tweets
 
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 [CHORUS]
      Em
 You mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin', it feel like a bus, but I'm whippin' the Wraith
   Bm
 Got my head to the ceiling, want me in my feelings, only got me feelin' a way
  Em
 I ain't sayin' I'm addicted, Adderall prescripted, fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain
   Bm
 Let a nigga touch my chain, fuck it, nigga, kill him, fuck it, they can take me away

 [POST-CHORUS]
             Em
 I got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot shit up
                Bm
 And my lil' brother turned to a drummer
    Bm
 Walked him outside, now he got the llama
                Em
 I took that Maybach where the J's at
  Em
 Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers
                  Bm
 All my niggas know run up them numbers
  Bm
 Fuck it, run up them numbers
 
 [VERSE]
 Em
 Fuck it, I ran up the numbers
 Em
 Piped up like a plumber
 Em
 And sold all the bundles (Sold all the bundles)
   Bm
 I paid off the debt to your honor
 Bm
 And went got some commas and commas and commas (Racks)

 Em
 You let it get to your head, yeah, I remember when you was a runner (You was a runner)
    Bm
 I heard you got snatched by the feds, yeah, say you willin' to tell 'em whatever (Yeah)

             Em
 I still be killin' in projects, even though I been runnin' them numbers up
  Em              Bm
 They used to tell me I'm not next, I'm like look at me now, I'm in front of them
                    Em
 And I just hope you never set me up, my lifestyle too irregular
                  Bm
 And I don't know how I'ma trust again, I swear
  
 Audemars might fuck up your eyes, yeah

    Em
 I bust down a piece of the pie, yeah
  Em
 I wanna speed off in a Cayenne (Speed off in a Cayenne)
  Bm
 I got a cup full of Hi-Tech
  Bm
 Have a pool party with the posse (Pool party with the posse)
  Em
 We be the talk of the topic
   Em
 These fuck niggas don't where the drop at (Uh)
        Bm
 They won't want us ridin' in the drophead
  Bm
 And he mad that my bitch got a Masi'
 
 [CHORUS]
  Em
 You mad, nigga, your adrenaline rushin', it feel like a bus, but I'm whippin' the Wraith
  Bm
 Got my head to the ceiling, want me in my feelings, only got me feelin' a way
  Em
 I ain't sayin' I'm addicted, Adderall prescripted, fuck it 'cause I don't feel the pain
  Bm
 Let a nigga touch my chain, fuck it, nigga, kill him, fuck it, they can take me away
 
 [POST-CHORUS]
             Em
 I got my dawgs in this bitch, I know they gon' shoot shit up
                Bm
 And my lil' brother turned to a drummer
    Bm
 Walked him outside, now he got the llama
                Em
 I took that Maybach where the J's at
  Em
 Tell my brothers ball a hundred summers
                  Bm
 All my niggas know run up them numbers
  Bm
 Fuck it, run up them numbers




A BOOGIE WIT DA HOODIE feat RODDY RICCH, GUNNA, LONDON ON DA TRACK - Numbers Chords and Lyrics

This song is from the album Artist 2.0, released on 14 February 2020.

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