It is originally in the key of D Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 70 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar or piano.
Original Key: D Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 70 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] . Dm Flyer than everybody Dm Section just straight cooked this muhfucker up Bb Flyer than everybody A Flyer than everybody www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Dm I'm flyer than everybody Dm Helicopter in the middle of the hood Dm I'm flyer than everybody Dm All this fame these niggas be chasin' Bb I swear I don't care about it Boy, you play, you gon' die in front of everybody A Leave some blood on the street, buy some red bottoms A Caught a L but I wish that they headshot 'em Dm Free my nigga Long, yeah, the feds got 'em [VERSE ONE] Dm I used to pray for a plug who gon' go out the way Dm And come back with a lot of them bitches Dm I used to dream about condos when we leavin' Lenox Dm Now I stay on top of them bitches Bb I won't give a damn if he ran him up a whole billion Bb I still won't acknowledge the nigga He put my name in a song, what the fuck is he on? A I don't care, boy, we gotta go get 'em Dm House big as fuck in the middle of nowhere Dm I dick her down, I don't care what my hoe wear Dm I made lil' Cam spend a block on a four-wheel Dm Nah, for real, spend the block on the four-wheel Bb Five million dollars, for me, that ain't no deal Bb I done made that times six in like three years Bb A Off this rap shit, I can't even talk about the trap shit Dm I just hope they can take it, I keep me a Stallion like Megan Dm A residency out in Vegas Dm Might fly to LA and go fuck with Lebron and the Lakers Dm Come back to Atlanta with Jayda Bb Bruh told us to take care of the neighbors and stack all the paper Bb Whatever we want, buy it later I know how to shit on a hater and handle the business A Whatever God give me, I’m grateful www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Dm I'm flyer than everybody Dm Helicopter in the middle of the hood Dm I'm flyer than everybody Dm All this fame these niggas be chasin' Bb I swear I don't care about it Boy, you play, you gon' die in front of everybody A Leave some blood on the street, buy some red bottoms A Caught a L but I wish that they headshot 'em Dm Free my nigga Long, yeah, the feds got 'em [VERSE TWO] Dm Cartier watches for everyone 'round me Dm I ran it up, how the fuck could you down me? Dm She set for life, how the fuck is you clownin'? Dm Bought all this water, ain't never gon' drown Bb I'm in the 'Yo, I'm perfectin' my sound Bb I helped them out and they let me down again A I ain't comin' back around again A Fell in love and I found a friend Dm I done geeked up the motor Dm My brother in prison in Polo Dm I jumped in the game and went loco Dm I put on these clothes like a hobo Dm That's layers of drip, I showed my ass in Phipps Bb You play, ya mans get killed Bb Said that before but I'm dead for real Lil' bro jumpin' 'round like his legs done healed Bb A I ran it up off a vacuum sealed Dm If I fall off today I'm a legend still Dm Bruh showed me the way, I ain't never steal Dm This Glock ain't no prop, it'll pop for real Dm I fuck with the syrup, I don't pop no pills Bb My young niggas turnt, they don't got no deals Bb I need me a billion so I can chill Bb I'm drivin' like I ain't got no license still Bb A My Trackhawk move like it got nitrogen, I'm poppin' seals [CHORUS] Dm I'm flyer than everybody Dm Helicopter in the middle of the hood Dm I'm flyer than everybody Dm All this fame these niggas be chasin' Bb I swear I don't care about it Boy, you play, you gon' die in front of everybody A Leave some blood on the street, buy some red bottoms A Caught a L but I wish that they headshot 'em Dm Free my nigga Long, yeah, the feds got 'em [VERSE THREE] Dm I paid attention and found out the recipe Dm I take a seat and they still won't get 'head of me Dm I'm on my shit, now a bitch can't get next to me Dm You ain't got a hundred thousand, you can’t have sex with me Bb Ain't showed the best of me yet Bb And ain't in nobody debt, I'm sum' like a vet' Bb I bought my big brother a 'Vette A My numbers so good, my label prolly owe me a check Dm They play with Lil Baby, I swear it gon' go down Dm Biggest lil' nigga that's over at Motown Dm Jumped off the porch and went straight, Dm kicked the door down Flipped the clip, switch the clip, it's some more rounds Bb Rappers fake and be hatin', I don't go 'round Bb I took 12 on a chase, I had four ounces A Ask around, we them guys, come we do no clownin' A If I can I'm gon' try keep the smoke down Dm Once it's up then it's stuck, it ain't go down Dm Like to switch where I sleep, I got four houses Dm Every time the heat come, I make four thousand Dm Big done gave me the game and I ran with it Dm Milked the game 'til I quit, I ain't playin' with it Bb Could've been, hit yo' bitch, I be sparin' niggas Bb Make me mad, I'm gon' call up them grave diggers A Bought my mom a new crib and it's way bigger Dm Never been to it once, that's a great feelin' Dm I'ma go there when I get a chance Dm I lost five hunnid racks before I signed a deal Dm Swear to God, still got my advance Bb Yeah, I'm lit, I been savin' this guala up Bb Yeah, I hit, but she ain't get a follow-up Bb A Ain't no reason to beef with no one about none of these women Dm I promise they swallow us all [CHORUS] Dm I'm flyer than everybody Dm Helicopter in the middle of the hood Dm I'm flyer than everybody Dm All this fame these niggas be chasin' Bb I swear I don't care about it Boy, you play, you gon' die in front of everybody A Leave some blood on the street, buy some red bottoms A Caught a L but I wish that they headshot 'em Dm Free my nigga Long, yeah, the feds got 'em
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