This song is originally in the key of F Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 98 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Producer: John Lam, Dmac , PlutoBrazy,
Writer: PlutoBrazy, Dmac, John Lam , Lil Durk,
Original Key: F Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 98 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Fm Eb Db Bbm . Eb (Dmac on the fuckin' track) (Ayy, pull up, Lam) (Ayo, Pluto, you goin' brazy) [VERSE ONE] Fm I showed a lot of niggas love, and I'd give 'em my last Fm Why you tell that bitch my business? Know she bring up my past Eb But I ain't even run my mouth, what you would do for the cash Eb You walk around like I'm a goofy, like I won't put you on blast Db And I heard you told your friends, you ain't get the chance to finesse Db These niggas claim they witnessed murders until they see one stretched Bbm I'm tryna go to war with murder, I ain't tryna war with success Bbm And we on 59th for murder, he put that shit on his back Fm Man, I be hangin' with them killers, they like Warzone Fm Woke up with my arm swole, I'm sleepin' with my watch on Eb Booster bitches bring me all type of shit without the barcode I wasn't watchin' Dexter's Laboratory, I was watchin' Narcos Db Late night ridin' in the trenches, duckin' potholes Db I done watched my homie run up M's off gelato Bbm Bro ain't into drugs, he made a living out of Costco Bbm Should've seen my face, I seen a Glock like fully auto, switch, nigga www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Fm Bitch niggas always 'round some rich niggas Fm Actin' like your ass be rich, you ain't got shit, nigga Eb Postin' on the 'Gram, you just around 'em 'cause they lit, nigga Eb You be tryna be in a niggas' section before they bitch, nigga Db Instagram bitches ridin' waves, they eatin' dicks, nigga Db And you ever lose a nigga you love? That shit hit different Bbm Ever fuck a bitch inside her ass? It make her sit different I done fell in love with a barber, she legit with it, uh uh [VERSE TWO] Fm And that cash is comin' in Don't be talkin' 'bout your stash 'cause they runnin' in And that gas is comin' in Bro just came back off a trip, he got a hundred in And bro just got another ten I can imagine how many bodies when the summer end I can imagine when the summer end I can imagine when the summer end You false flaggin', you be throwin' up any gang you see Became a killer, he became police (Yeah, a killer, he became police) The trenches say I'm so barbarian Them drugs got me out of character My bitches tell me I'm so arrogant Like fuck them niggas, we ain't letting up www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Bitch niggas always 'round some rich niggas Actin' like your ass be rich, you ain't got shit, nigga Postin' on the 'Gram, you just around 'em 'cause they lit, nigga You be tryna be in a niggas' section before they bitch, nigga Instagram bitches ridin' waves, they eatin' dicks, nigga And you ever lose a nigga you love? That shit hit different Ever fuck a bitch inside her ass? It make her sit different I done fell in love with a barber, she legit with it, uh uh
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