This song is from the album Nobody Safe(2020), released on 16 October 2020. The vocals are by Rich The Kid , Young Boy Never Broke Again . The music is produced by Budda Beats, and the lyrics are written by YoungBoy Never Broke Again , Rich the Kid.
It is originally in the key of G Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 62 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar or piano.
It is originally in the key of G Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 62 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar or piano.
Vocals: Rich The Kid , Young Boy Never Broke Again ,
Producer(s): Budda Beats,
Writer(s): YoungBoy Never Broke Again , Rich the Kid,
Producer(s): Budda Beats,
Writer(s): YoungBoy Never Broke Again , Rich the Kid,
Original Key: G Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 62 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Gm It's Budda Beats www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Gm Bankroll, whole lotta hundos (Bankroll) Gm In the trap, they deliver like Dominos (Dominos) Gm Nah for real we got paper like Kinkos (Kinkos) Gm You a shrimp, I took your bitch to Pappadeaux (Pappadeaux) Gm We gon' stick to the money like Velcro (Velcro) Gm 'Member back when I couldn't get an elbow (Elbow) Gm Now I got these bitches wetter than a speedboat (Boat) Gm They was tryna book a show, but they can't play that cool (Rich) Gm Law and order, 'fore they see me at the booth, pay a fee Gm I'ma walk on stage with a whole lotta water Gm With a whole lotta drip on me Gm Glock hanging out my side and my pockets fifty each Gm Leave a stain in the street, never talkin' 'bout the beef Gm You the kind to never speak, you the one that I keep Gm Leave him dead on the scene same day as I breach Gm Real demons in my head with some blood on my feet [VERSE] Gm They gon' go out, can't save 'em, no need for the preach Gm And my shooters maneuver, no lock on the leash Gm Say you loyal, dishonor, no, fuck it, you keep Gm You a bitch, I'm a sinner, no way you could teach Gm I'ma jump out and walk and let Rich park the Benz Gm Every green flag go up when I do the arena Gm I ain't bringing 'em up, they wasn't down when I needed Gm I got millions, that mean I don't know how to treat her Gm I ain't nothing like that Gm They be stalling, but I'm all in, oh yeah Gm Put an M on that Gm I don't call them, you just calling, that's fact www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Gm Bankroll, whole lotta hundos (Bankroll) Gm In the trap, they deliver like Dominos (Dominos) Gm Nah for real we got paper like Kinkos (Kinkos) Gm You a shrimp, I took your bitch to Pappadeaux (Pappadeaux) Gm We gon' stick to the money like Velcro (Velcro) Gm 'Member back when I couldn't get an elbow (Elbow) Gm Now I got these bitches wetter than a speedboat (Boat) Gm They was tryna book a show, but they can't play that cool (Rich) Gm Law and order, 'fore they see me at the booth, pay a fee Gm I'ma walk on stage with a whole lotta water Gm With a whole lotta drip on me Gm Glock hanging out my side and my pockets fifty each Gm Leave a stain in the street, never talkin' 'bout the beef Gm You the kind to never speak, you the one that I keep Gm Leave him dead on the scene same day as I breach Gm Real demons in my head with some blood on my feet [VERSE] Gm Two Rolls Royce trucks, that's two brothers Gm Fuck her on the bed but not under covers Gm Say he rapping, he ain't trapping, but he really undercover Gm We ain't stressing 'bout the money, buy a Bentley for my mother Gm Nah, for real, they was hating way before the deal Gm She bad, want Birkin and Prada heels (She bad) Gm Popped a pill Gm Diamonds on me, they Holyfield Gm That's my brother, yeah for real, he can get a mil' Gm Niggas capping like they stepping, they ain't in the field Gm Bankroll, walk with a hundo Gm So much money, had to stuff it in the condo [CHORUS] Gm Bankroll, whole lotta hundos (Bankroll) Gm In the trap, they deliver like Dominos (Dominos) Gm Nah for real we got paper like Kinkos (Kinkos) Gm You a shrimp, I took your bitch to Pappadeaux (Pappadeaux) Gm We gon' stick to the money like Velcro (Velcro) Gm 'Member back when I couldn't get an elbow (Elbow) Gm Now I got these bitches wetter than a speedboat (Boat) Gm They was tryna book a show, but they can't play that cool (Rich) Gm Law and order, 'fore they see me at the booth, pay a fee Gm I'ma walk on stage with a whole lotta water Gm With a whole lotta drip on me Gm Glock hanging out my side and my pockets fifty each Gm Leave a stain in the street, never talkin' 'bout the beef Gm You the kind to never speak, you the one that I keep Gm Leave him dead on the scene same day as I breach Gm Real demons in my head with some blood on my feet
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