This single was released on 04 June 2022. The vocals are by Real Boston Richey , Lil Durk, the music is produced by Real Boston Richey , Lil Durk, and the lyrics are written by Real Boston Richey , Lil Durk.
This song is originally in the key of B Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 82 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
This song is originally in the key of B Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 82 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Vocals: Real Boston Richey , Lil Durk,
Producer: Real Boston Richey , Lil Durk,
Writer: Real Boston Richey , Lil Durk,
Producer: Real Boston Richey , Lil Durk,
Writer: Real Boston Richey , Lil Durk,
Original Key: B Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 82 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Bm Let's go, let's go Bm Man, pack that ship up man, we gotta get up out this bitch [PRE-CHORUS] Bm I'll blow that shit bitch I ain't stingy Bm You can slide around with Boston if your top different Bm Every time I turn around, they say an opp missing Bm Wanna know how niggas dying? Niggas keep dissing Bm But I don't get in that, I'm steady rackin' up them chickens Bm I wanna hit the booth, but I'm stuck up in them trenches Bm I bang that five, but I want six hoes with me like I'm Nipsey Bm Fucking hoes and kickin' doors that's just how we livin' [VERSE] Bm She done popped an Adderall, now she say she miss me Bm She gone pull up and eat it all, only when she tipsy Bm Runnin' circles 'round these hoes, treat 'em like a frisbee Bm Why the fuck these IG hoes always tryna tempt me? Bm Damn, I swear I hate a bitch who want all the attention Bm Bitch you trippin', I got enough cheese, I could buy a Richie Bm I told my dawg don't pop no more, them young [?] be in his feeling Bm I'm tryna fly her out to Turk, but damn this bitch stay trippin' Bm You know I left her feelin' hurt, I can feel the tension Bm Tired of puttin' niggas on and they don't do nothin' with it Bm I'm tired of niggas saying they on, but they 'on never spin it Bm I'm tired of bitches shakin' ass, get mad, when I won't hit it [PRE-CHORUS] Bm I'll blow that shit bitch I ain't stingy Bm You can slide around with Boston if your top different Bm Every time I turn around, they say an opp missing Bm Wanna know how niggas dying? Niggas keep dissing Bm But I don't get in that, I'm steady wrappin' up them chickens Bm I wanna hit the booth, but I'm stuck up in them trenches Bm I bang that five, but I want six hoes with me like I'm Nipsey (Smurk) Bm Fucking hoes and kickin' doors that's just how we livin' Bm (You know what the fuck goin', nigga) [VERSE] Bm I be tryna tell him, without sayin' too much, we tryna nail him (Boom) Bm Bro got bodies, he a demon child, I'm brothers to a devil (Grrah) Bm I'ma slime you out, if brodie do it, I'm 'round, you ain't gon' tell it (Finesse) Bm I done been on hits with every gun, them Dracos ain't gon' fear you Bm All my opps some bitches, half them came to court to be a witness (Bitches) Bm They was switchin', so I called them threats to bring a couple switches Bm And we bully killers, we take from the niggas who be takin' (Give me that) Bm And I'm petty, I need a deuce, I took a pint plus what he drinkin' Bm I ain't never run, had to throw my Glock, I brought another gun (Another gun) Bm Even though I don't eat meat, I placed the order for another drum (Another drum) Bm Blue beam, 'cause that red beam don't make the chasers swarm Bm Lucky how we caught him, fuck his name, we call him Ladybug (Man, what?) Bm All them niggas say my name they better speak up (Come here) Bm Backseat with that blackout, told the driver "Let the seat up" Bm Hop out like we Uber Eats, "Hello, here go your pizza" (Hello) Bm Free Rico out that jam, he just a real street nigga, man what? [PRE-CHORUS] Bm I'll blow that shit bitch I ain't stingy Bm You can slide around with Boston if your top different Bm Every time I turn around, they say an opp missing Bm Wanna know how niggas dying? Niggas keep dissing Bm But I don't get in that, I'm steady wrappin' up them chickens Bm I wanna hit the booth, but I'm stuck up in them trenches Bm I bang that five, but I want six hoes with me like I'm Nipsey Bm Fucking hoes and kickin' doors that's just how we livin' [OUTRO] Bm Niggas knowin' where we bang, never go out against the grave Bm We've been knockin' shit down, from the streets, the Chain Gang Bm Slidin' 'round with the Drac', get the "Wow" wood grained Bm Call my dawg a "Fuck Nigga," it's just a Florida thing
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