This song is from the album CM10: Free Game (Side B), released on 04 February 2022. The vocals are by Yo Gotti, Moneybagg Yo, the music is produced by Moneybagg Yo, Tay Keith , Yo Gotti, and the lyrics are written by Tay Keith.
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 130 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 130 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Original Key: D Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 130 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Dm (Tay Keith, Fuck These Niggas Up) [VERSE] Dm I'm legend my life should be studied Dm I come from nothing, run up a thirty Dm Fucked on a superstar bitch, and I butted Dm Christian Louboutin, yea I been blooded Dm I'm not a crip, but I got blues in my pocket Dm Too many blues won't fit in the wallet Dm Cristopher wallets (Wallets), everything B.I.G, we are the hundreds www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Dm Your bitch outta pocket, I'm fuckin' her (Fuckin' her) Dm Your bitch a lil' baby I'm duckin' her (Duckin' her) Dm Your bitch a lil' bad I am cuffin' 'em (Lockin' 'em) Dm I turn your lil' bitch to a hustler (Whatever) Dm Your bitch on a dope shit, she a customer (She gon') Dm I'm tirеd of your bitch, had enough of her (I'm tired) Dm Shе like cars, we fucked in a Cullinan (Ooh ooh) Dm Gotta umbrella her (Go) [VERSE] Dm We made it to water (Extorted) Dm Sixty minutes and I had her draws off (Woo) Dm How you let a bitch make you fall off? (How?) Dm Ayy come get your bitch out my call log (Please) Dm A hundred miss calls, I block her (Hello) Dm Oh yeah she determined, can't stop her (Damn) Dm She blew a bag at the doctor Dm Sixty [?], she eat cornbread and pasta (Yeah) Dm Yeah my type of bitch don't need nan' nigga (Damn) Dm She got a boutique and a cold figure (Damn) Dm You know she young, got an old nigga (Yep) Dm And she gon' keep a few hoes with 'em (Oh) Dm Bitches be salty so, swear they be subbin' me (Sub) Dm Niggas be thirsty bitches won't fuck with 'em Dm She on a shift for real (For real) Dm Got her ass done but it looked real www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Dm Your bitch outta pocket, I'm fuckin' her (Fuckin' her) Dm Your bitch a lil' baby I'm duckin' her (Duckin' her) Dm Your bitch a lil' bad I am cuffin' 'em (Lockin' 'em) Dm I turn your lil' bitch to a hustler (Money up) Dm Your bitch on a dope shit, she a customer (She gon') Dm I'm tired of your bitch, had enough of her (I'm tired) Dm She like cars, we fucked in a Cullinan (Ooh ooh) Dm Gotta umbrella her (Go) [VERSE] Dm That ain't your bitch, that's our bitch (Mine too) Dm We just gon' keep it in your house (Then what?) Dm You spent a thousand in Ruth Chris (Tricked off) Dm I took that bitch to a dope house (My hood) Dm You see the difference is plenty (So many) Dm Handle that emotion you know I'ma give it Dm And my eminent would a girl from my city Dm Soon as she get drunk we gon' fem on some flicky Dm I'm deep in my dog for roll me some truffles Dm Wherever I go it's a smoke out (Puff that) Dm My bitch got a bubble, I beat it like she get in trouble Dm Get wet as a buss down Dm Told her stay out my business, go get you a business Dm She talk to a vendor on what's up Dm He mad as a bitch let me find out Dm Had his head holdin' my hunnid come hideout Dm You the type little bitch get you for everything Dm In n' out I only know how play mine Dm Them niggas corny she fuck with the bread guy Dm Shot my shot, would have switch I got dead aim (Bow) Dm Still wishin' they had me ex beauty bitches Dm You can pay me to pay attention (Nope) Dm She fall in every rapper with a Richard Mille Dm Tryna fuck her way up get a meal ticket (Facts) [CHORUS] Dm Your bitch outta pocket, I'm fuckin' her (Fuckin' her) Dm Your bitch a lil' baby I'm duckin' her (Duckin' her) Dm Your bitch a lil' bad I am cuffin' 'em (Lockin' 'em) Dm I turn your lil' bitch to a hustler (Whatever) Dm Your bitch on a dope shit, she a customer (She gon') Dm I'm tired of your bitch, had enough of her (I'm tired) Dm She like cars, we fucked in a Cullinan (Ooh ooh) Dm Gotta umbrella her (Go)
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