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YELAWOLF feat CASKEY – Just The Intro Chords and Tabs for Guitar and Piano

YELAWOLF feat CASKEY – Just The Intro Chords and Tabs for Guitar and Piano

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This single was released on 20 February 2021. The vocals are by Yelawolf , Caskey ,Yelawolf , Caskey, the music is produced by Caskey , Yelawolf,Caskey , Yelawolf, and the lyrics are written by Money Montage , Taysty,Money Montage , Taysty.
This song 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 85 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.

 
Original Key: E Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 85
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
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[INTRO]
 
 [VERSE]
 Em
 Bitch, it's in that dump, bitch, it's in that dump
 Em
 Piled up, gotta keep that bandana tied up
 Em
 Whip a dirty lambo out that parkin' lot
 Em
 Graffiti on the seat because she bleeding, I don't give a fuck, I'm greedy
 Em
 I don't give you truth not worth believing
 Em
 Chop the top off of that whip 'cause I don't give a roof a ceiling
 Em
 Bottles of that brew until it's suds
 Em
 Throw that bitch into the crowd, watch the socket come unplugged
 Em
 (Throw hands) Throw hands in the pit
 Em
 Baby boy is on his shit, tall cans and the fifth, yeah
 Em
 Forty ounce and the fifth, that's in our rhythm
 Em
 Forty now and gettin' rich, baby, how you feelin'?
 Em
 Told you I'd be Willie Nelson of this rappin' shit
 Em
 Forget my verses and won't play none of my classic hits
 Em
 You shoulda been there when I cared about what people thought
 Em
 I been dumpin', it don't matter how much wеight they bought
 Em
 Talk, Yelawolf is iconic
 Em
 Blacksheep, white boys, it ain't nothin' but ironic
 Em
 Ironic, I brought it, I rock it
 Em
 Caught thе wave like I was silver surfin' Milky Way's comets
 Em
 Milky Way with the silky wave droppin', that's
 Em
 Slick Ricky Bobby on the song and that's
 Em
 Quick, bitch, go get ya boy some prophylac'
 Em
 'tics, 'cause I'm only fuckin' beats raw

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 [VERSE] 
 Em
 They was sippin' on it, thought that it was cognac
 Em
 Make a pussy nervous 'bout his life, he hypochondriac
 Em
 Man, I came a long way from ounces out the laundromat
 Em
 Serve a zombie somethin', make him wonder where his mommy at
 Em
 Launderin' the money 'cause it's written in the stars, that my zodiac
 Em
 All that bluffin' y'all was doin', gotta show me that
 Em
 Yelawolf, young Cas, in the trap house
 Em
 Drawin' so much out the plugs, reasons why there's blackouts
 Em
 Put the black strap inside of the Chevy box
 Em
 My homie hid a kilo out the Betty Crock'
 Em
 Bettin' on myself 'cause they contemplatin' tryin' me, they better not
 Em
 I'm tryin' out this iron, leave 'em heavy shots
 Em
 I send 'em to Heaven's gates, I'm a fuckin' opportunist
 Em
 I go optimize the units and I dramatize the eulog'
 Em
 Bullets penetrate, by my eyes they know I'm zooted
 Em
 All my diamonds undiluted, all your wives could get recruited
 Em
 I regenerate, every time I win I call it back to basics
 Em
 Ayy, wonderin' where you should go to sleep
 Em
 Far away from me 'cause that's where it's the safest
 Em
 If you cross me once, I ain't tryna preach, I reach for the hammer
 Em
 There's so many straps in here they thought it was east Atlanta
 Em
 Shots came out anonymous, it's no secret Santa
 Em
 'cause you know who it is, I gotta teach y'all some manners

 [VERSE]
 Em
 Teach y'all some manners, learn your manners, yes sir
 Em
 And leave that bullshit on the curb, word
 Em
 Pullin' up outta that Chevy
 Em
 With every one of my people on go
 Em
 A million up by the weekend
 Em
 And both of my bosses on payroll
 Em
 Flyin' out the parkin' lot
 Em
 With the bus full of partyin' baddies and hoes
 Em
 Went to sleep on 'em like I was a line
 Em
 'cause tomorrow's another show, ayy
 Em
 Both are beside of me and the fire
 Em
 How I get it, I'll never know
 Em
 I show my bro
 Em
 How to go take him a ounce and then shake it and turn it to gold
 Em
 Over the stove
 Em
 All of this water I've touched, it's like it was a waterin' hole
 Em
 I gotta slaughter the goat
 Em
 Tell him that it never came and charge him for mo'
 Em
 Yeah, weekend, where the weekend
 Em
 Gonna peek in peepholes for the peepshow
 Em
 Boy, we go creepin' for the reason
 Em
 No crease in the jeans, no, only holes
 Em
 Rockstar, we're the rockstar
 Em
 Wanna pop bras off and throw that bra like a backdrop
 Em
 In the back of the Caprice
 Em
 With a gold teeth [?]
 Em
 Ayy, my gun be geekin'
 Em
 And the deacon could get hit too, it [?] reload
 Em
 And I got a petri dish full of ET shit
 Em
 We lit, I can see the globe
 Em
 Blowin' like C4
 Em
 But the mushroom cloud full of weed smoke
 Em
 I'm bustin' down feelings of ego
 Em
 I'm touchin' the crowd, I'm up over the top lookin' for C notes
 Em
 Catfish Billy, bitch, and I'm on top like really, bitch
 Em
 Comin' up from the gutter my benefit
 Em
 Get popped like a [?] boy, we're living
 Em
 Put a rock in a stack like a pyramid
 Em
 Put a map on the dash
 Em
 I'm high as an aircraft and I'm public danger
 Em
 Put the plane on the hanger
 Em
 The boys are back for the pack and they got a banger
 Em
 No hands but I'm armed and dangerous
 Em
 No plan but I always manage
 Em
 How the fuck they made someone like me famous?
 Em
 Kickin' ass that I'm never gon' see, anus
 Em
 Ain't it, funny, how I'm on top, limitless?
 Em
 And against the odds like immigrants
 Em
 All they ever tried do was limit this
 Em
 But I see the potential
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 Em
 And I pushed work out a residential
 Em
 And I went crashed the rental
 Em
 But I ain't pay for the coverage or incidentals
 Em
 But it's all good
 Em
 Millions accumulated off of only the pen and pencil
 Em
 You goin' broke at the same I'm gettin' rich
 Em
 I could see what's coincidental
 Em
 Pick a pepper, pick a record, pick a second
 Em
 Pick up a paper and pick it apart
 Em
 Quote it up, quote it up, beat it up, throw it up
 Em
 Throw it up 'til you are sick of this art
 Em
 Sick of this artist, kick the table, the bar's flipped
 Em
 No bar skipped, the bar's up, the target? Of course us
 Em
 Blacksheep, Yelawolf, bitch (bitch)

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