This song is from the album Top Shotta(2020), released on 01 August 2020.
This album was produced by Quay Global. It is originally in the key of B Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 80 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar or piano.
This album was produced by Quay Global. It is originally in the key of B Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 80 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar or piano.
Vocals: Nle Choppa , Lil Baby ,
Producer(s): Quay Global,
Writer(s): Quay Global, NLE Choppa , Lil Baby,
Producer(s): Quay Global,
Writer(s): Quay Global, NLE Choppa , Lil Baby,
Original Key: B Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 80 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Bm D G (Cook that shit up, Quay) G Top Shotta, Don Dada A Got the bombs like Al-Qaeda, uh A NLE the Top Shotta, yeah, yeah www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Bm I just copped the Range Rover (Big body), with some Forgis (With some Forgiatos) Bm Sippin' codeine (Codeine), feelin' like a dope fiend (A dope fiend) D He say I'm not a killer, that nigga don't know me (Brrt) D My OG told me put in work when I was fourteen (When I was fourteen) G Goin' down a narrow road (A narrow road) G Goin' down a narrow road (A narrow road) A Goin' down a narrow road (A narrow road) A I'm goin' down a narrow road, road, road [VERSE] Bm They tell me think smart (Think smart), I know right from wrong (Wrong) Bm They tell me I'ma get life with this dirty chrome (Get life) D Well, you would rather take a life before they take your own (Don Dada) D And bitch, I been through some shit, I come from a broken home G I got a different mentality, bitch, it's kill or be killed (Kill or, yeah) G I'd rather kill a rat before I write a statement and squeal (Yeah, yeah) A It ain't no fakes up in my circle, real recognize real (Yeah, yeah) A I kicked that boy up out my cot that night that I did my drill Bm 'Cause, ayy, we are not the same (We are not the same) Bm I got murder, murder, murder runnin' through my brain (It's runnin' through my brain) D And bitch, I'm hurt up inside, piranhas swim through my veins (Swim through my veins) D Put your feelings on the toilet, watch it twirl down the drain G They askin' who I need, well, I don't need shit (Yeah, yeah, yeah) G Only thing I need is this Glock 23, bitch (Grrt, grrt) A Flyin' overseas got a young nigga seasick A I was just posted in the street like some cement, yeah, yeah, yeah www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Bm I just copped the Range Rover (Big body), with some Forgis (With some Forgiatos) Bm Sippin' codeine (Codeine), feelin' like a dope fiend (A dope fiend) D He say I'm not a killer, that nigga don't know me (Brrt) D My OG told me put in work when I was fourteen (When I was fourteen) G Goin' down a narrow road (A narrow road) G Goin' down a narrow road (A narrow road) A Goin' down a narrow road (A narrow road) A I'm goin' down a narrow road, road, road [VERSE] Bm Road gettin' narrow (Narrow), slimmer and slimmer (Slim) Bm Pray to God that I forget, try my best not to remember (Ah) D It's a cold, cold world and I was born in December D I'm forever steppin' forward, you know I'm one of the members G They try to tax us SSI, then we start goin' and get 'em G Really showed me what it was, I'll probably never forgive ya A Start havin' what you ain't had and they'll look at you different A But it don't matter, I'm in my bag, it's gettin' bigger and bigger Bm Now the Range Rover class Sport and stamps on my passport Bm Never know we was trippin', I got everything I asked for D Youngin out here robbin', I'm tryna tell that nigga to mask up D We get all the bags around the way, niggas can't gas us G I ain't really got too much to say but fuck the task force G Keep mindin' my business, hold my weight, and run my cash up A Sometimes I just ride 'round with my stick inside my Lam' truck A Everywhere I go, somebody put me on they camera [CHORUS] Bm I just copped the Range Rover (Big body), with some Forgis (With some Forgiatos) Bm Sippin' codeine (Codeine), feelin' like a dope fiend (A dope fiend) D He say I'm not a killer, that nigga don't know me (Brrt) D My OG told me put in work when I was fourteen (When I was fourteen) G Goin' down a narrow road (A narrow road) G Goin' down a narrow road (A narrow road) A Goin' down a narrow road (A narrow road) A I'm goin' down a narrow road, road, road [OUTRO] Bm A big body with some Forgiatos Bm D Codeine, a dope fiend D Brrt G When I was fourteen G A narrow road, ayy, hey G A A narrow road A A narrow road, ayy A Road
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