This single was released on 20 July 2020. It is originally in the key of Bb Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 74 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar or piano.
Original Key: Bb Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 74 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Bbm (M1OnTheBeat) Bbm Woi Bbm Yes Bbm (M1OnTheBeat) Bbm Yes Bbm Woi Bbm Again and again, again and again Bbm Yeah Bbm Yo [VERSE] Bbm Chubbs might jam this yute for a chain Bbm And give it to a sweet one, called that Maya Jama Bbm Givin' out gifts like Santa, sippin' on Sanna Bbm Used to do lean and Wock' Bbm Closet filled up with designer, comin' like Panda, Panda Bbm Yeah, gyal just came to the booth and asked for a wheel Bbm She never heard drill in Atlanta Bbm Arabic ting told me that I look like Youssef, look like Hamza Bbm Habibti please, ana akeed, inti wa ana ahla Bbm With Pop Skull in Gaza, but not that Gaza, but still it's a mazza Bbm Niggas want piece like Cassava Bbm But we let bridge dem burn like Grabba Bbm Woi Bbm Four in the cliz and one in the headie Bbm Hand no shake, man, hold that steady Bbm You man love pose with the ting for the picture Bbm You man shoulda buss that ting already Bbm You man love hezi', hezi' Bbm Yeah, can't back chat to the prezi' Bbm Know when the beef just taste like veggie? Bbm Gyal go ritz for the mani-pedi Bbm CC bag look nice, but the Birkin bag look way more heavy Bbm That's just a big gyal ting, man, you get me? Bbm Raemi just turned mommy, and that's my sis, so I just turned abti Bbm Fan mail came to the crib from a yute that loves me, I swear that touched me Bbm I never even drive no whips I own, so they all look way too dusty Bbm If me and Gallest go St. Michael, the gyal come way too fussy, crushy Bbm Man said they would do this and that, but the man wasn't really that wassy, was he? Bbm Nah, nah, nah, the man wasn't really that what? Bbm One-nine-four-two hits my system, man get way too frosty, buzzy Bbm Girls from the past that lost me love me Bbm Same ones there that crossed me cuss me Bbm Everything come full circle, word to the boss above me Bbm Slow stroking 'cause the bamski way too big, my gyal don't rush me Bbm Woi Bbm Don't make me have to rise my rifle Bbm Man try send some young boys for me, don't make me have to ride by high school Bbm Shit you man been droppin' lately, don't make me have to fly my iTunes Bbm So much people buy into my hype, don't make me have to buy my hype too Bbm Dealt with the big homie already, don't make me have to side-by-side you Bbm Nuff times he tried to hide behind you Bbm Amnesia but when I remind you Bbm I'm touchin' road and I can't find you Bbm Word to the M-O-B I'm tied to Bbm I'm givin' up when I decide to, gee www.chordzone.org Bbm One Bbm Suh-suh-suh (OFB, OFB) Bbm Suh-suh Bbm Suh-suh, suh-suh-suh-suh (One) [VERSE] Bbm Oh, how we hate leggies (Suh-suh) Bbm How much points have the gang got? Many (One) Bbm Didn't ever have to rise that dots Bbm It was just under my bed and ready (Turn) Bbm Bro-bro chinged up an opp Bbm Boy, I swear he got chinged already (They told me turn, uh) Bbm That next one thought he was boss Bbm Then he got shot, Nathan Tettey (They told me turn) Bbm Got this bad B on Henny (Turn, turn) Bbm My next one from yard love reggae (Shawty) Bbm We dishin' out store and telly Bbm Then we in France balling out, Trezeguet (One) Bbm She look sexy sippin' on Henny Bbm My prawns grilled and my pasta penne Bbm She give headie, headie Bbm My tracksuit Louis, now covered in Fenty Bbm Used to put light in the cling Bbm And it still didn't stop it smellin' like petty (Turn) Bbm Put a dark in the blue, then we put it in the red, Balotelli Bbm Them times it was M way (What?) Bbm I mean M way, T house, M way (Huh?) Bbm Now it's penty, uptown penty (Huh?) Bbm Bentley, Range, then Bentley (One) Bbm Have you ever had your pockets empty? (Turn) Bbm But still found the bread to afford a trenton? (Turn, turn, turn) Bbm Six litres flying through Epsom (Turn, turn, turn) Bbm I swear I've seen life from both perspectives (They told me turn, uh) Bbm That spot so far upsuh, en-route, got no connection (Told me turn) Bbm I done run through so much Scottish notes Bbm Couldn't care 'bout no recession (One) Bbm I still get one jail call from Boogie Bbm Judge gave him twenty years straight, it moved me Bbm CPS murder in the dock like Rupert Bbm Cah lil' bro went and dun him so ruthless Bbm Got this cutie, she half-Cuban Bbm Probably why she like playin' with the Cuban (Turn) Bbm Say she like chillin' with the ooters, booters Bbm Eating uptown all suited booted, booted, booted Bbm They wasn't with us when the jeans were bootleg Bbm Put in that work, we ain't never been spoon-fed (Turn) Bbm Comin' for the jungle, you know where the zoo is (They told me turn, uh) Bbm Four-four or the three-two auto bells, it's a toothpick (Told me turn) Bbm No rap cap, we just speak what the truth is (Told me turn, uh) Bbm Lord forgive them, they don't know what they're doing (Told me turn) Bbm Shotgun, open the hatch, put two in Bbm Still ain't forgot how it feels to be losin' Bbm They thought it was permanent, found it amusin' Bbm Now this drip on me like I'm canoein' Bbm Time just flyin' (One) Bbm I'm just tryna take this live ting to my juvies, juvies Bbm So the beef is fryin' Bbm They ain't tryna stop slidin', Toosie, Toosie www.chordzone.org [OUTRO] Bbm (One) Bbm (Suh-suh)
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