This song is originally in the key of Bb 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, ukulele or piano.
Producer: Piāerre Bourne,
Writer: Piāerre Bourne, Young Thug , Juice WRLD,
Original Key: Bb 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] Bbm Yeah Bbm (Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?) Bbm Yeah www.chordzone.org Bbm [CHORUS:Juice WRLD & Young Thug] Bbm Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, I'm a bad boy Bbm Went and got off my ass and got to the cash and got in my bag, boy Bbm Please don't think it's sweet, I stay with the heat even though I'm a sad boy Bbm You better watch the way you breathe around me Bbm 'fore that breath be your last, boy (Let's go, yeah) [POST-CHORUS] Bbm I've been drinking red, rasp', boy (Red, yeah) Bbm I've been trappin' all these birds, McCoy (McCoy, brr) Bbm Newborn baby, my Richard Mille nine months, ooh Bbm Overseas, hundreds gettin', bitch, croissants (Yeah) [VERSE] Bbm Wrecked the GT R (Skrrt), I love to crash cars Bbm I'm a bad boy, so I got a bad broad Bbm Futuristic rides imported from Mars (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Bbm Smith & Wesson 45, put a hole in his heart Bbm Better not play with me, killers, they stay with me, your bitty lay with me Bbm She fell in love with my ice, yeah, the hockey rink Bbm Ain't come to kick it, I'm not on the soccer team Bbm Knew I would make it, it's part of my prophecy Bbm Raf Simons match my Prada jeans Bbm I'ma do the dash, get to the bag, ain't no one as bad as me www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Bbm Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, I'm a bad boy Bbm Went and got off my ass and got to the cash and got in my bag, boy Bbm Please don't think it's sweet, I stay with the heat even though I'm a sad boy Bbm You better watch the way you breathe around me 'fore that breath be your last, boy (Let's go, yeah) [POST-CHORUS] Bbm I've been drinking red, rasp', boy (Red, yeah) Bbm I've been trappin' all these birds, McCoy (McCoy, brr) Bbm Newborn baby, my Richard Mille nine months, ooh Bbm Overseas, hundreds gettin', bitch, croissants (Yeah) [VERSE] Bbm Sticky, sticky Ricky, I smoke Skittles, not no sticky (Sticky) Bbm I shot at his mommy, now he no longer mention me (Thot, thot) Bbm You say you want smoke and I've been comin' down the chimney (Woah) Bbm You got' barbecue your bitches, I'm so fried and they crispy (Ooh) Bbm I had on Margielas when I shot at the cunt (Murk) Bbm Act like you want war and they gon' smoke you like a blunt (Smoke you like a blunt) Bbm I'm just keeping it real with ya, I'm just bein' blunt (I'm just being blunt) Bbm Porsche Carrera got the pipes out the back like a skunk, yeah (Skrrt) Bbm Skrrt skrrt Bbm Skrrt skrrt Bbm That's just the sound of the 'Vette (Skrrt), I keep me the 'Vette (Skrrt) Bbm I keep me a text (Skrrt), I read your message (Skrrt) Bbm I bust on her chest (Skrrt), I made a mess (Skrrt) Bbm I hope for the best (Skrrt), gold like a chest (Skrrt) Bbm I be the best (Skrrt), I got the neck (Skrrt) Bbm I can turn a check (Skrrt), live like Project X (Skrrt, skrrt) [CHORUS] Bbm Will Smith and Martin Lawrence, I'm a bad boy Bbm Went and got off my ass and got to the cash and got in my bag, boy Bbm Please don't think it's sweet, I stay with the heat even though I'm a sad boy Bbm You better watch the way you breathe around me 'fore that breath be your last, boy (Let's go, yeah) [POST-CHORUS] Bbm I've been drinking red, rasp', boy (Red, yeah) Bbm I've been trappin' all these birds, McCoy (McCoy, brr) Bbm Newborn baby, my Richard Mille nine months, ooh Bbm Overseas, hundreds gettin', bitch, croissants (Yeah)
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