This song is from the album Hall of Fame 2.0, released on 08 November 2021. The vocals are by Polo G , Lil Baby, the music is produced by Lil Baby , Polo G, and the lyrics are written by King Wizard , 1040.
This song 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 80 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
This song 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 80 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Original Key: D 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] Dm Bb . Uh, uh www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Dm In a Hellcat, watch me race and drift Dm That lil' boy a problem, don't play with him Dm Like to ride in traffic with the Drac' gripped Dm We'll wipe his nose like a handkerchief Bb Say you ridin' for him, then you dyin' for him Bb Like a crash dummy, leave him layin' stiff Bb We was sellin' white like Taylor Swift C Pockets weak, he ain't got no weight to lift [VERSE] Dm Club action packed all night Dm Jayson Tatum, what I ball like Dm I be pimpin', got a lot of bad bitches Dm Mike Vick, start a dog fight Bb Got a smart mouth but her jaw's nice Bb Neck on freeze, all ice We been stackin' bands to a tall height Leave 100K at the mall life, uh Dm Fuck it off again, Las Vegas, MGM, uh Bb Bad bitch, shoot my shot just like I'm playin' in the gym Bb She showed all her friends what I say in her DMs Bb C Drippin' all this water, can my haters even swim? www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Dm In a Hellcat, watch me race and drift Dm That lil' boy a problem, don't play with him Dm Like to ride in traffic with the Drac' gripped Dm We'll wipe his nose like a handkerchief Bb Say you ridin' for him, then you dyin' for him Bb Like a crash dummy, leave him layin' stiff Bb We was sellin' white like Taylor Swift C Pockets weak, he ain't got no weight to lift [VERSE] Dm Sellin' iCarly Dm I'm unstoppable, niggas can't guard me Dm Go up top, I'm too rich to be arguin' Dm I been chillin', I hope you ain't thinkin' I lost it Bb I gave her salaries, I'm on that boss shit Bb I don't play no ball, but you play, we gon' cross you Bb She wanna fuck with the kid 'cause I'm saucy C If you wanna ride with, you know it's gon' cost you Dm I do what I want to and I'm ready Dm It's F90, this bitch litty I'm confident, bet whatever they bettin' I don't play games, I'm not that petty Bb Full court press, I'm not gon' let up Bb I don't care, I guess I'm fed up Bb I'm doin' good but could be better Bb C Dm I don't talk much but I ain't gon' shut up, yeah [CHORUS] Dm In a Hellcat, watch me race and drift Dm That lil' boy a problem, don't play with him Dm Like to ride in traffic with the Drac' gripped Dm We'll wipe his nose like a handkerchief Bb Say you ridin' for him, then you dyin' for him Bb Like a crash dummy, leave him layin' stiff Bb We was sellin' white like Taylor Swift C Pockets weak, he ain't got no weight to lift [VERSE] Always on it, why the fuck would I waste time? If I get a shot, I'ma take mine Watch me score like LeBron up the baseline They left me in the dark like I can't shine From the rain, now it's Rolls Royce umbrellas Velveeta, that boy got dumb cheddar I'm just chasin' paper, ain't know nothin' else I ain't losin' sleep 'bout a bitch, no, I won't stress her Leave a ho then I move onto somethin' better Catch her peepin' the drip, I'ma jump better Mike Amiri and new Saint Laurent sweater And I always pop out with my young steppers They on go, all he need is one gesture Keep on gassin' 'em up 'til that pump wet him Niggas diss on the gang and they touch stretchers Torch his top, turn his homies to pallbearers [CHORUS] Dm In a Hellcat, watch me race and drift Dm That lil' boy a problem, don't play with him Dm Like to ride in traffic with the Drac' gripped Dm We'll wipe his nose like a handkerchief Bb Say you ridin' for him, then you dyin' for him Bb Like a crash dummy, leave him layin' stiff Bb We was sellin' white like Taylor Swift C Pockets weak, he ain't got no weight to lift
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