TRIPPIE REDD feat CHIEF KEEF – ATLANTIS Chords and Tabs for Guitar and Piano | Sheet Music & Tabs

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This single was released on 20 January 2023. The vocals are by Trippie Redd , Chief Keef, the music is produced by SJR , 1p$ilocybin, and the lyrics are written by Trippie Redd, Chief Keef, SJR , 1p$ilocybin.
This song is originally in the key of C# Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 74 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.

 
Original Key: C# Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 74
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
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[INTRO]
 
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 Phew, phew (Bah, bah), phew (Bah, bah, bah)
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 Phew (Bah, bah, bah), phew, phew

 [VERSE] 
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 Chillin' in a mansion (Ha)
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 Crib with expansion
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 All my diamonds dancin' (Yeah), my crib look like Atlantis
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 Pull up outstandin', know we livin' lavish (Lavish)
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 I cannot panic, went and bought a Patek (Patek)
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 Up like a spaceship, you up like a attic (Attic)
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 Up my race, like I'm off a Addy
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 And I keep that fifty too, and I keep like fifty goons (Brrt)
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 Niggas say I need to stop (Brrt)
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 I'ma be thuggin at sixty two (Gang)
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 Hit that corner, hit that block (Bitch)
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 My lil' shorty keep that mop (Brrt)
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 Have my shorty hit your spot (Hit your spot)
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 Have my shorty drop the dot (Drop the dot)
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 Hollow tips and red dots (Red dot)
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 'Rarri coupe, red hot (Red hot)
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 Above the shoulders, headshot (Headshot)
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 Buck one and two, the feds hot (Feds shot)
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 Bitch, I'm livin' by the code
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 I can never bend, break, or fold
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 These niggas gon' erode (Woo)
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 Play with me, lil' bitch, and I'ma send you to the Holy Ghost
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 Got my money up, I'm gettin' cash, I'm yellin', "Holy smokes" (Ha, bitch)
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 Know you doin' bad, I'll do you sad, leave you like, "Adios" (Baow baow baow)
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 Runnin' up that bag, run up that cash, I'm on my cardio (Cash)
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 Bentley coupe, vámonos (Boom, bop)
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 In the trap house (Skrrt), in the kitchen playin' dominos (Yeah)
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 Bring that 'Cat out, yeah, my engine started growlin', ho (Yeah)
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 Fuck that lil' bitch, from the side, she got some talent show (She got some talent)
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 She know that we the best, I don't need not no DJ Khaled, though
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 I'm surrounded by bodies like I'm chillin' in the catacombs (Haha)
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 Niggas want me dead, I got thirty and bought me a castle, ho (Yeah)
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 Bitch, I'm Big 14, I don't eat no damn casserole (Yeah)
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 Nigga want some smoke with me, that shit would be damn catastrophic
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 Nigga wanna work with me, then I need all of them profits (Brrt)
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 Shawty wanna twerk with me, told her, "Turn around and drop it"
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 You can't do no dirt with me, you gon' write a song about it (Ha)
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 You gon' write a statement bout it (Ha), you gon' tell on everybody
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 Woke up, put on Calvin Klein, used to rock that Fruit the Loom (Fruit the Loom)
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 That bitch wan' watch Love is Blind, I wanna watch Looney Tunes (Looney Tunes)

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 [VERSE] 
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 Left wrist cost a fiscal, right wrist cost a Tesla
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 Heard a pussy dissin', must been talkin' to Alexa
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 Call Chief So' your teacher, foenem comin' to test ya
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 Call the gangnem coroner, foenem comin' to stretch ya
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 My lil' bitch got wet, wet, my other bitch got wetter
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 Put my watch next to that pussy to see which one was wetter
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 Let off fifty, that's a massacre, let off fifty then skrrt
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 Way before I was a soldier, I was puttin' in leg work
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 Draw on 'em like the Wild West, snipe his ass like Wesley
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 Come and see if I'ma SAT, nigga, test me
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 Ain't a SRT but this one got that cat
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 Why we got the broom and the mop? 'Cause they messy
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 Stash in the Lambo', man, the law thought they caught me
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 Car so damn fast, hit the gas, now they lost me
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 Make a bitch smile, orthodontist, 'cause I'm flossin'
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 Musty lil' bitch, please back the fuck off me


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 Skrrt, skrrt

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 [VERSE] 
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 New bitch to the coach crib, saw that bitch folk's crib
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 Met that bitch at my crib, that bitch was at both cribs
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 Gangnem at your ho' crib, and they got the pole near
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 Got my name in your mouth, shoot your ass in both lips
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 First nigga out the hood with them Ms
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 Only thing she saw me scratch in was rims
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 I just landed in Louisana, like what's in?
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 Chief Sosa had the MAC and make it spam
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 Chief Sosa make it clap like a clam
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 Make it clap like draft pick with your fam'
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 Make it clap like all them bitches on the 'Gram
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 Get clapped, can't even play me out a gram
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 Bro got the bat up on his back, call him Bamm
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 I thought it was a comic when he made it bang
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 I'ma twist the Hellcat in the rain
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 Me and the movie star life look the same

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