This song is from the album PRE5L, released on 17 November 2022. The vocals are by Key Glock, the music is produced by Blazerfxme , AIMONMYNECK, and the lyrics are written by Key Glock, Blazerfxme , AIMONMYNECK.
This song is originally in the key of G Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 126 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
This song is originally in the key of G Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 126 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Original Key: G Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 126 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Gm (AIMONMYNECK at it again) Gm (Blazer outta spaceship) Gm G Lock Gm Yeah Gm Yeah www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Gm Ayy, Chrome Heart frames on my face like Spike Lee (Spike Lee) Gm Six figures sittin' on a nigga white tee Gm Screamin', "MOB," these hoes don't excite me (Excite me) Gm I been playin' with them M's since nineteen Gm Racks too big, so I barely wear tight jeans (Racks) Gm She like, "Boy, you geeked up," bitch, I might be (Yeah) Gm Nine millimeter and I squeeze it like a Hi C (Baow) Gm Talk too much shit, yeah, that's why they don't like me Gm Chromе Heart frames on my face likе Spike Lee Gm Six figures worth of diamonds sittin' on my white tee Gm Screamin', "MOB," these hoes don't excite me Gm Young nigga playin' with them M's since nineteen (Yeah) Gm Racks too big, so I barely wear tight jeans Gm Nine millimeter, let it squeeze it like a Hi C (Baow, baow) Gm Talk too much shit, that's why they don't like me Gm I pop too much shit, that's why they don't like me [VERSE ONE] Gm Yeah, I'm tryna roll up an opp and put him in the air (Air) Gm Yeah, if she ain't right, then the bitch gettin' left Gm My nigga got caught with some bales, made his bail (Bail) Gm Look at my left wrist, this bitch cold as hell (Phew) Gm Yeah, I mean cold as ice Gm One in the head, you better think twice Gm Niggas be switchin', I can't leave my pipe (Pipe) Gm These niggas be switchin', I can't leave without it Gm These niggas some bitches, these niggas be sour Gm I'ma go get it, I gotta go get it, on my road to riches, Gm these niggas some clowns (Phew, phew) Gm The Glock came with switches, Gm the Maybach got switches the way this bitch bouncin' up and off the ground Gm I'ma kill a fuck nigga whenever I see him, Gm just tell mama 'nem hold it down (Yeah) Gm Since I was six, I was man of the house (House) Gm Ten years later, playing 'round with a pound Gm Ayy, I didn't play then and I don't play now (Now) Gm Can't name one nigga touched me Gm In a two seater with a whole hundred rounds (Rounds) Gm Cap, you ain't never ever seen a hundred pounds Gm Yeah, I used to serve my uncle grams Gm Auntie talking 'bout, "Do the right thing" www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Gm Chrome Heart frames on my face like Spike Lee (Yeah) Gm Six figures sittin' on a nigga white tee Gm Screamin', "MOB," these hoes don't excite me (Excite me) Gm I been playin' with them M's since nineteen Gm Racks too big, so I barely wear tight jeans (Tight jeans) Gm She like, "Boy, you geeked up," bitch, I might be Gm Nine millimeter and I squeeze it like a Hi C (Hi C) Gm Talk too much shit, yeah, that's why they don't like me [VERSE TWO] Gm Ayy, two twin Glocks on me like I'm a Pisces Gm Gucci with the J's, ayy, you know I'm not a hypebeast (Uh uh) Gm Niggas ain't really on shit, just typing Gm Dog ass nigga, I be runnin' with some hyenas Gm Ayy, niggas ain't really on shit, just typin' Gm Dog ass nigga, I be hangin' with some hyenas Gm I made it off the block, then made a couple million, Gm then got me a spot out there by the white people (Yeah) Gm Just fucked around, spilled some Wock' on my wife beater (Wock', Wock') Gm Left wrist like Ike, right wrist like Tina Gm Talk to therapists, I like money, I don't like people Gm Ridin' in the AMG Benz, I don't like beamer Gm Skeleton AP, bitch, I'm the reaper Gm Stay fresh to death, yeah, this young nigga lethal Gm I got that bag, yeah, that bag, I'ma keep it Gm And I got it on me, this shit not a secret [CHORUS] Gm Chrome Heart frames on my face like Spike Lee (Spike Lee) Gm Six figures sittin' on a nigga white tee Gm Screamin', "MOB," these hoes don't excite me (Excite me) Gm I been playin' with them M's since nineteen Gm Racks too big, so I barely wear tight jeans (Tight jeans) Gm She like, "Boy, you geeked up," bitch, I might be Gm Nine millimeter and I squeeze it like a Hi C Gm Talk too much shit, yeah, that's why they don't like me Gm Chrome Heart frames on my face like Spike Lee (Yeah) Gm Six figures sittin' on a nigga white tee Gm Screamin', "MOB," these hoes don't excite me (Excite me) Gm I been playin' with them M's since nineteen Gm Racks too big, so I barely wear tight jeans (Tight jeans) Gm She like, "Boy, you geeked up," bitch, I might be Gm Nine millimeter and I squeeze it like a Hi C (Hi C) Gm Talk too much shit, yeah, that's why they don't like me
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