This song is from the album LIVE LIFE FAST(2021), released on 17 December 2021. The vocals are by Roddy Ricch , Gunna, the music is produced by MoneyEvery, Wasa, Sonic, Gunna , Roddy Ricch, and the lyrics are written by Sonic, Wasa , MoneyEvery.
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 65 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
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 65 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Vocals: Roddy Ricch , Gunna ,
Producer: Sonic, Wasa , MoneyEvery,
Writer: MoneyEvery, Wasa, Sonic, Gunna , Roddy Ricch,
Producer: Sonic, Wasa , MoneyEvery,
Writer: MoneyEvery, Wasa, Sonic, Gunna , Roddy Ricch,
Original Key: E Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 65 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Em Ayy, draped my dog in that Jesus piece Em Pray to God he gon' touch a B Em Charge four hundred 'cause the talk ain't cheap Em I still got lil' niggas 'round that corner Em I'm still gon' be up if I die today Em I came through crashing like a tidal wave Em I got this shit on lock, don't I? Em And I got your bitch on lock, don't I? Em I got the dick make her toxic, don't I? Em I got the shit make 'em plot, don't I? Em I was in the Chi' town with Ye makin' Donda Em I gotta buy up the block, don't I? Em I got a lot of shit to pop, don't I? Em And she got that lil' WAP, don't she? Em I know how to hit a spot, don't I? Em She addicted to my expensive aroma [VERSE] Em At the stove makin' Rice A Roni Em I don't take your advice, you can show me Em Had to put some privacy trees around the villa 'cause I know the nеighbors too nosey Em Turned twenty three, thеn I poured up an eight in my soda 'cause I miss Kobe Em Can't depend on you niggas, I move like I'm Jigga, I get the B's on my lonely Em That internet chat, you a chatty Patty Em On a golf course, but I ain't got no caddy Em I like when her head screwed on straight Em I make sure you gon' eat with your own plate Em Niggas talkin' that tough on the long shot Em I told my lil' bitch how to take care of a nigga Em I like when she text, "What you on, bae?" Em A lot of these niggas talk shit, but they ain't 'bout it Em I ain't Lil Baby, but I get four pockets full Em Roddy pulling up in the drop with the wolves Em I want my bitch to have money like Oprah Em You know she special, I'm picky and I chose her Em Starter kit came with an outer space rover Em She like to travel and travel and travel, so I flew her out and back to California www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Em Ayy, draped my dog in that Jesus piece Em Pray to God he gon' touch a B Em Charge four hundred 'cause the talk ain't cheap Em I still got lil' niggas 'round that corner Em I'm still gon' be up if I die today Em I came through crashing like a tidal wave Em I got this shit on lock, don't I? Em And I got your bitch on lock, don't I? Em I got the dick make her toxic, don't I? Em I got the shit make 'em plot, don't I? Em I was in the Chi' town with Ye makin' Donda Em I gotta buy up the block, don't I? Em I got a lot of shit to pop, don't I? Em And she got that lil' WAP, don't she? Em I know how to hit a spot, don't I? Em She addicted to my expensive aroma [VERSE] Em Gunna Em Real geeker, turn your bitch to a stoner Em We real P's, that's why your bitch pulled up on us Em Don't fuck with suckers, we can never condone 'em Em Ain't a ho, but I came up off a corner Em We ride the Rolls truck whenever I wanna Em We count the rolls, I got new bigger pointers Em White pretty toes walking to the young Gunna Em My bitch hot and wet, she remind me of a sauna Em My car Neighborhood blue, the same color Kroger Em Keep icing my neck and my wrist like it's swollen Em The doc' tryna get the codeine out my colon Em This shit starting to sound like a hit, don't it? Em Fuck all that cap, Gunna gon' say some shit Em that will make you go turn up your clique, don't it? Em All the time, I'm making sense, don't I? Em I go viral with a fit, don't I? Em I add bile to this shit, don't I? Em I'm inspired by the glist' of the wrist, you'd do the same if you rich, don't lie Em Sixty K for the bracelet, spent over three million with Elliot, no lie Em Every state and every city, sold out Em Pick a target, I'ma hit it, don't I? [CHORUS] Em Draped my dog in that Jesus piece Em Pray to God he gon' touch a B Em Charge four hundred 'cause the talk ain't cheap Em I still got lil' niggas 'round that corner Em I'm still gon' be up if I die today Em I came through crashing like a tidal wave Em I got this shit on lock, don't I? Em And I got your bitch on lock, don't I? Em I got the dick make her toxic, don't I? Em I got the shit make 'em plot, don't I? Em I was in the Chi' town with Ye makin' Donda Em I gotta buy up the block, don't I? Em I got a lot of shit to pop, don't I? Em And she got that lil' WAP, don't she? Em I know how to hit a spot, don't I? Em She addicted to my expensive aroma [OUTRO] Em This shit starting to sound like a hit, don't it? Em Starter kit came with an outer space Rover Em Car Neighborhood blue, the same color Kroger Em You know she special, I'm picky and I chose her
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