This album was produced by Marzeratti , Mike WiLL Made-It. It is originally in the key of E Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 128 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar or piano.
Producer(s): Marzeratti , Mike WiLL Made-It,
Writer(s): Mike WiLL Made-It, Marzeratti, Future , Lil Yachty,
Original Key: E Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 128 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Em . [CHORUS] Em Pardon me, I been actin' lil' poor Em Pardon me, I been still actin' poor Em Pardon me, I been actin' lil' poor Em Pardon me, I been still actin' poor (EarDrummers) Em Pardon me, I been still actin' poor Em Pardon me, mix the Act' in the store Em Pardon me, I been still actin' poor Em Pardon me, sippin' lean at the store (Mike WiLL, Mike WiLL) Em Pardon me, I been still actin' poor Em Pardon me, sippin' stain at the store Em Carbine sittin' on the seat and the floor Em Carbine sittin' on the seat and the floor Em Barkin', I put that knife on your throat Em Torture, I'ma set fire to that ho Em Walk in designer, head down to the toe Em Name the strip club, I throw it [POST-CHORUS] Em Hittin' that throat, she a G.O.A.T. Em Smashin' that throat, she a G.O.A.T. Em Feelin' like an igloo now Em Goons ready to hit you now www.chordzone.org [VERSE] Em (Boat) Em Bring the big F out the house Em Let them fuck niggas know who really get foul Em Four hundred thousand right now (Right now) Em Four hundred thousand on me right now (Yeah) Em Pull up on the scene, tryna hit it right now Em I wrap the Bentley in snow (Yeah) Em Pull up at the house, she waitin' outside, the lil' bitch is ready to go Em Got a Sig Sauer, it's brown like boot Em It's still my brother, that nigga the truth, nigga the truth Em Twenty-five thousand for eight of my teeth Em Three thousand dollars for each every tooth Em In too close, pull back the top, shoot out the roof (Brrt), go poof Em I'ma start puttin' these bitches on MARTA Em I'ma stop puttin' broke hoes on charters Em Brother too muddy, he been through too much Em If you standin' and talkin', might black out the water Em I was twenty years old with six different whips Em Perfect good health, but bought ten different scripts (Woo) Em Dawg, it's cheaper to boot her out Em When niggas be flexin', nah, this ain't the same Em Promise it's more for my shit plain Em Niggas ain't P's, be lookin' like change Em Don't you forget who showed you more Em Showed you the life and you thought it was strange Em Had the driver pick your ass up from LaGrange Em In a black Range, I forgot bad hoes could be lame www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Em Pardon me, I been actin' lil' poor (Hoo) Em Pardon me, I been still actin' poor (Hoo) Em Pardon me, I been actin' lil' poor (Hoo) Em Pardon me, I been still actin' poor (Woo) Em Pardon me, I been still actin' poor Em Pardon me, mix the Act' in the store Em Pardon me, I been still actin' poor Em Pardon me, sippin' lean at the store [VERSE] Em Pardon me, I'm 'bout to shit on this beat Em Pardon me, I just went crazy on a freak Em Pardon me, I cook that bon appétit Em Pardon me, I bought Chanel for ten G's Em Just for the pills and my syrup and my weed Em Pull out that Lam', I got somewhere to be Em I'm on that, she like Em Hit from the back and go deep and go Em I'm on that, she on that Em We on that, they on that Em Crocodile spillin' all over the burp Em Bought her a Birk', could've went bought a vert Em Sippin' on syrup got my cup turnin' purp' Em Pardon me, I got my side bitch on fleek Em Swiped out the AP and bought the Philippe Em Baguettes on her ankle, she walk so elite Em Flex double C's and she with them big B's Em Double my cup, man, I'm gone on that E Em VVS cut, she done turned to a freak Em Drivin' the Rolls and I came out on a key Em Play with that drum like I'm Tommy Lee Em Count up that money, I might just OD Em I took the opp, ride her free, charge a fee Em Me and Lil Yachty done caught us his thottie [CHORUS] Em Pardon me, I been still actin' poor Em Pardon me, sippin' stain at the store Em Carbine sittin' on the seat and the floor Em Carbine sittin' on the seat and the floor Em Barkin', I put that knife on your throat Em Torture, I'ma set fire to that ho Em Walk in designer, head down to the toe Em Name the strip club, I throw it [POST-CHORUS] Em Hittin' that throat, she a G.O.A.T. Em Smashin' that throat, she a G.O.A.T. Em Feelin' like an igloo now Em Goons ready to hit you now
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