This song is from the album G.I.H.F.(2020), released on 27 November 2020. The vocals are by Rylo Rodriguez , Lil Baby And 42 Dugg . The music is produced by Feezie Production, and the lyrics are written by 42 Dugg, Lil Baby , Rylo Rodriguez.
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 80 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar or piano.
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 80 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar or piano.
Vocals: Rylo Rodriguez , Lil Baby And 42 Dugg ,
Producer(s): Feezie Production,
Writer(s): 42 Dugg, Lil Baby , Rylo Rodriguez,
Producer(s): Feezie Production,
Writer(s): 42 Dugg, Lil Baby , Rylo Rodriguez,
Original Key: E 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] Feezie Productions www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Em Fuck that nigga Rylo, he rap horrible Em I deleted her number, head was horrible C Nigga punks, sittin' all lookin' at the lines I just poured it up C Got cameras, we see them, they can't see us, this trap boarded up Em Don't run no trap before that money, it hold you for ransom Em I need help, I got a problem fuckin' exotic dancers C From the crack the code, to the bottom of the smoke, I get my hands on C She thought I was cookin' for her 'cause I fucked her with my pants on [VERSE] Em I gave every young nigga a Glock in my hood Em Which one you workin'? Buy two, you servin' C And that hatе, get back and forth with the court like Julius Ervin' C I could'vе bought a kilo but I bought a chain for thirty C Em Glock 27, I stuck a dick in it, it was a virgin Em I'ma chase that paper 'til I'm tired, nigga had a rest Em C They wear this carb', he still die, but he had a vest C Hope you proud of me, nobody made it from my projects yet C Em I signed a deal then my city on a private jet Em I rock Fear of God, I ain't never feared a nigga yet C All of us got bankrolls, we do not flex with each other's checks C And these hoes know I'm the G.O.A.T., I'm fresh out the barn Em I'm dropping my addy, she call that baby shit 'round me, the foreign [PRE-CHORUS] Em Dior, walk, VLONE, walk Em C Model, walk, she don't suck dick, walk C Plug walk, draco, walk C Now he can't walk www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Em Fuck that nigga Rylo, he rap horrible Em I deleted her number, head was horrible C Nigga punks, sittin' all lookin' at the lines I just poured it up C Got cameras, we see them, they can't see us, this trap boarded up Em Don't run no trap before that money, it hold you for ransom Em I need help, I got a problem fuckin' exotic dancers C From the crack the code, to the bottom of the smoke, I get my hands on C She thought I was cookin' for her 'cause I fucked her with my pants on [VERSE] Em No knock, just sign me for the meals, I prolly fuck it off Em Won't put my BM in the Benz, I heard she fuckin' off C I been out here grindin', Rollie timin', yeah, we wildin' C Baby prayed the lawyer since I made five hunnid thousand Em Presi', Presi', Patek, they like, "Doggybone a problem" Em I ain't go to college, so he got it out the mud, huh C Seen two mill' in blues, he don't even fuck with Bloods C 'Cause I want twenty for a show, but still I ask, "How much the club got?" Em Can't wait 'til they left bud, a'ight, I'm done playin' games Em Won't switch for not a bitch, then hear my son sayin', "Change" C Like we made it, I signed a deal for a couple hun', I blew that shit in Vegas C If not fine, then I'm with Baby, if not Baby, I'm with Ced Em So many shirts, want twelve a verse or back to sellin' meds [PRE-CHORUS] Em Dior, walk, VLONE, walk Em C Model, walk, she don't suck dick, walk C Plug walk, draco, walk C Now he can't walk [CHORUS] Em Fuck that nigga Rylo, he rap horrible Em I deleted her number, head was horrible C Nigga punks, sittin' all lookin' at the lines I just poured it up C Got cameras, we see them, they can't see us, this trap boarded up Em Don't run no trap before that money, it hold you for ransom Em I need help, I got a problem fuckin' exotic dancers C From the crack the code, to the bottom of the smoke, I get my hands on C She thought I was cookin' for her 'cause I fucked her with my pants on [VERSE] Em Hunnid bands and Birkin bags, my girl don't need no OnlyFans Em I go crazy every shot I get, like this my only chance C I run through a million cash so much, I need another hand C I just hope the play not play with me, we gon' fuck up the plan Em I just heard he said he rich as me, I know he wish he was Em Don't know what they kid gon' pull up in, I just keep switchin' up C I had racks before my buzz, if they know, they know what's up C Ain't too many niggas in Atlanta sold more bags than us Em Rylo went new cat on 'em, Dugg got four hunnid racks on 'em Em I just sit, laid back, chill, I could bust they ass, for real C Bitch all in my comments, makin' jokes like I be poppin' pills C Boy, you know what's up when it be smoke, someone get popped for real [PRE-CHORUS] Em Dior, walk, VLONE, walk Em C Model, walk, she don't suck dick, walk C Plug walk, draco, walk C Now he can't walk [CHORUS] Em Fuck that nigga Rylo, he rap horrible Em I deleted her number, head was horrible C Nigga punks, sittin' all lookin' at the lines I just poured it up C Got cameras, we see them, they can't see us, this trap boarded up Em Don't run no trap before that money, it hold you for ransom Em I need help, I got a problem fuckin' exotic dancers C From the crack the code, to the bottom of the smoke, I get my hands on C She thought I was cookin' for her 'cause I fucked her with my pants on [OUTRO] Bitch Sum'n light
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