This song is from the album Rich Off Pints 3, released on 21 July 2022. The vocals are by Icewear Vezzo , Key Glock, the music is produced by Cashout Beats, and the lyrics are written by Icewear Vezzo , Key Glock.
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 68 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 68 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Original Key: D Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 68 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Dm (Cashout, what it do, fufu?) Dm (Iced Up Records) Dm Pour the lean up Dm Real sipper Dm (Cashout Beats) Dm Hmm www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Dm All of my diamonds VS out of Hutch and I'll spend whatever, hmm Dm Maybach curtains, got cheddar, these hoes gon' fuck for whatever, yeah Dm I was in Gucci and Louis and Prada, bitch, I'll do whatever Dm I hang with shooters on shooters on shooters, so it's fuck whoever Dm Whatever, whatever Dm Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever (Yeah) Dm Whatever, whatever Dm Whatevеr, whatever, whatevеr, whatever (Ooh) Dm Whatever, whatever Dm Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever (Drank God) Dm Whatever, whatever (What?) Dm Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever, yeah [VERSE] Dm Trust no bitch (Yeah) Dm Ain't cuffin' no bitch, ain't lovin' no bitch (Uh uh) Dm Flood on my wrist Dm Gun on my hip, gotta hold up my blick while she suckin' my dick (While she suckin' my dick) Dm Bustdown Patek, spent two hundred racks Dm We cool in the trap, three hundred my kit (Three hundred) Dm Hundred don't mix (What?) Dm I be on tip, we lit Dm You ain't gang, who the fuck are you with? (Fuck you) Dm Ice, that's water (Hmm) Dm Hit it with the fent', go harder Dm Maybach, we ain't pushin' no Chargers (Uh uh) Dm I go retarded Dm Pour up the Wock' in pops Dm Love thots, I be fuckin' on Barbies (Fuckin' on Barbies) Dm Fly like Tha Carter Dm Put on that shit, Dior, Prada, ain't got a department (Ain't got a department) Dm I be with Marcy Dm All of the shooters and trappers and robbers and niggas with charges (And niggas with cases) Dm Pull up in Rolls Dm Open your spot and we close it Dm Deep dish, the Forgis on Raris (Skrrt) Dm A pole in the party (Skrrt) Dm Brought all my jewelry, lil' nigga Dm Got no big homie, apart (Drank God) Dm I flex for the 'Gram Dm Got it off mud, no scams Dm Five M's, yeah, I'm up like I'm Carti (Five M's) Dm Five bucks for the Cartis Dm Icy, them buffies is sparky Dm Pour up, got a cup full of Wocky, nigga (Got a cup full of Wocky) www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Dm All of my diamonds VS out of Hutch and I'll spend whatever, hmm Dm Maybach curtains, got cheddar, these hoes gon' fuck for whatever, yeah (Yeah) Dm I was in Gucci and Louis and Prada, bitch, I'll do whatever (Yeah, yeah) Dm I hang with shooters on shooters on shooters, so it's fuck whoever (Yeah) Dm Whatever, whatever (Uh) Dm Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever (Yeah) Dm Whatever, whatever (Uh) Dm Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever (Yeah) Dm Whatever, whatever (Uh) Dm Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever (Drank God, yeah) Dm Whatever, whatever (What? Uh) Dm Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever, yeah (Glizock) [VERSE] Dm Yeah, I sip whatever (Whatever) Dm That red, that purple, that yellow, whenever, wherever Dm I'm stackin' my cheddar, yeah (My cheddar) Dm And I keep that stick on me like I'm a motherfuckin' rebel Dm Yeah, I'm a go getter, ayy (Go) Dm This bitch poppin' pussy right after she pop her a Tesla Dm Yeah, whole 'nother level, uh (Go) Dm This bitch tryna eat me alive and you know I'ma let her Dm Yeah, they call me Glizock, all capital letters (Glizock) Dm Yeah, can't go to sleep 'less my chop on the dresser Dm My bitch brung a bitch back and told me undress her Dm Jesus piece on when I talk to the devil Dm Yeah, we buy the lean by the pint and don't measure Dm Ayy, two twin Glocks like Hansel and Gretel (Fah, fah) Dm Drums like a rock band, this heavy metal Dm Young niggas with me, they hot as a kettle (Hot) Dm Yeah, yeah, they 'bout whatever, uh Dm Young niggas with me, they hot as a kettle (Hot) Dm Yeah, yeah, they with whatever, uh Dm And I got money all over my schedule, bitch [CHORUS] Dm All of my diamonds VS out of Hutch and I'll spend whatever, hmm (Spend whatever) Dm Maybach curtains, got cheddar, these hoes gon' fuck for whatever, yeah (Fuck for whatever) Dm I was in Gucci and Louis and Prada, bitch, I'll do whatever (Whatever) Dm I hang with shooters on shooters on shooters, so it's fuck whoever (Yeah) Dm Whatever, whatever (Uh) Dm Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever (Yeah) Dm Whatever, whatever Dm Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever (Ooh) Dm Whatever, whatever Dm Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever (Drank God) Dm Whatever, whatever (What?) Dm Whatever, whatever, whatever, whatever, yeah
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