This song is originally in the key of Bb Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 78 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Producer: Boi-1da, Tay Keith, Mark Ronson, Fierce, Kevin Mitchell (Producer), Dramakid, Preme , Jordan Fox,
Writer: Drake,
Original Key: Bb Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 78 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Bbm Maybe in this song, you shouldn't start by saying Bbm Nigga, I said it, I know that you mad Bbm I've emptied the clip over friendlier jabs Bbm You mentioned my seed, now deal with his dad Bbm I gotta go bad, I gotta go bad www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Bbm Mm, mm, yeah Bbm Drop, drop, drop, drop Bbm Drop a fifty bag for the mob in the spot Bbm Drop a fifty bag, 29 for the thot Bbm Uh, I was really, really tryna keep it PG Bbm I was really, really tryna keep it PG Bbm If you had a set, they'd give your ass a DP Bbm But you civilian gang, in real life, you PC [VERSE] Bbm You know who really bang a set? My nigga YG Bbm You know who really bang a set? My nigga Chuck T Bbm You know who even bang a set out there is CB Bbm And, nigga, Cole losin' sleep on this, it ain't me Bbm You better have some paperwork or that shit fake tea Bbm Can't bе rappin' 'bout no rattin' that we can't read Bbm I mean it's truе a nigga slimed me for my AP Bbm Just like how Metro nigga slimed him for his main squeeze Bbm Out here beggin' for attention, nigga, say please Bbm Always rappin' like you 'bout to get the slaves freed Bbm You just actin' like an activist, it's make believe Bbm Don't even go back to your hood and plant no money trees Bbm Say you hate the girls I fuck, but what you really mean? Bbm I been with Black and white and everything that's in between Bbm You the Black messiah wifin' up a mixed queen Bbm And hit vanilla cream to help out with your self esteem Bbm On some Bobby shit, I wanna know what Whitney need Bbm All that puppy love was over in y'all late teens Bbm Why you never hold your son and tell him, "Say cheese"? Bbm We could've left the kids out of this, don't blame me Bbm You a dog and you know it, you just play sweet Bbm Your baby mama captions always screamin', "Save me" Bbm You did her dirty all your life, you tryna make peace Bbm I heard that one of 'em little kids might be Dave Free Bbm Don't make it Dave Free's Bbm 'Cause if your GM is your BM secret BD Bbm Then this is all makin' plenty fuckin' sense to me Bbm Ayy, let that shorty breathe Bbm Shake that ass, bitch, hands on your knees Bbm Hands on your knees, hands on your knees Bbm Shake that ass for Drake, now shake that ass for free Bbm Yeah, yeah Bbm Well, not that kind of free, Bbm I'm talkin' 'bout my nigga Dave Bbm Your man a lil' K, we call that shit a mini Drac' Bbm He always said I overlooked him, I was starin' straight Bbm These bars go over Kenny head no matter what I say Bbm I know you like to keep it short, so let me paraphrase Bbm Knew it was smoke when Abel hit us with the serenade Bbm Nigga said, "Uh, uh" Bbm Almost started reachin' for my waist www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Bbm Drop, drop, drop, drop Bbm Drop a fifty bag for the mob in the spot Bbm Drop a fifty bag, 29 for the thot Bbm Uh, I was really, really tryna keep it— Bbm Yeah Bbm Let me stop playin' around, Bbm let me take this shit serious, like Bbm Niggas is a joke, I take it serious, though Bbm Yeah, look [VERSE] Bbm If Drake shooters doing TikToks, nigga Bbm Realest shooter in your gang, that's P's brother, y'all ain't getting shit shot, nigga Bbm Can't listen to the stick talk in falsetto, save it for a hip hop nigga Bbm You don't even be at home, dog, you a souvenir out the gift shop nigga Bbm Still mad about that one ho, we ain't even fuck, I just lip locked with her Bbm I get active when it's war time, I ain't even really let my dick drop, nigga Bbm What the fuck I heard Rick drop, nigga? Talkin' somethin' 'bout a nose job, nigga Bbm Ozempic got a side effect of jealousy and doctor never told y'all niggas Bbm Put a nigga in the bars, let a nigga rot, kind of like your old job, nigga Bbm House sittin' on some land, but it's out where no one even really know y'all niggas Bbm Bitches gotta drive two hours 'fore you pay 'em just to give a blowjob, nigga Bbm Must've snorted up a snowball Bbm 'Cause my last record deal was four hundred M's, these days, that's a low ball, nigga Bbm Ayy Bbm Who's next on the list? Bbm Which one of my so called niggas Bbm Which one of my so called niggas Bbm Which one of my so called niggas need a shell from the clip? Bbm Always knew I had to smoke y'all niggas Bbm good kid, m.A.A.d city van, we'll pop the latch and let the door slide Bbm Tears runnin' down my cheek, laughin' at you pussies dyin', it's a war cry Bbm Weeknd music gettin' played in all the spots where boys got a little more pride Bbm That's why all your friends dippin' to Atlanta, payin' just to find a tour guide Bbm Abel, run your fuckin' bread, need to buy some more chains for some more guys Bbm Let me find another street nigga I can take to the game courtside Bbm Let me get a used Ferrari for a rapper, take the nigga on a horse ride Bbm Anything to take the spotlight off the fact the boss is a drugged out lil' punk sissy from the Northside Bbm Rakim talkin' shit again Bbm Gassed 'cause you hit my BM first, nigga, do the math, who I was hittin' then? Bbm I ain't even know you rapped still 'cause they only talkin' 'bout your 'fit again Bbm Probably gotta have a kid again 'fore you think of droppin' any shit again Bbm Even when you do drop, they gon' say you should've modeled 'cause it's mid again Bbm Smokin' Fenty 'bout it, should've put you on the first one, tryna get it in Bbm Ask Fring if this a good idea the next time you cuddled in that bed again Bbm She'll even tell you leave the boy alone 'fore you get your head split again Bbm Pluto shit make me sick to my stomach, we ain't never really been through it Bbm Leland Wayne, he a fuckin' lame, so I know he had to be an influence Bbm These niggas had a plan and they finally found a way to rope you into it Bbm Two separate albums dissin', I just did a Kim to it, nigga, skim through it Bbm Me and Savage had the hoes drippin' wet at shows, almost had to swim to it Bbm K Dot shit is only hittin' hard when Baby Keem put his pen to it Bbm Ross callin' me the white boy and the shit kind of got a ring to it Bbm 'Cause all these rappers wavin' white flags while the whole fuckin' club sing to it Bbm Murder scene on your man tonight, then come to the vigil with the candlelight Bbm Body after fuckin' body and you know Rick readin' my Miranda rights Bbm I'm goin' on vacation now, hope next time y'all plan it right Bbm 'Cause you gotta pay for sayin' my name, guess now niggas understand the price Bbm Nigga, what? (6ix) www.chordzone.org [VERSE] Bbm Ayy Bbm Kendrick just opened his mouth, someone go hand him a Grammy right now Bbm Where is your uncle at? 'Cause I wanna talk to the man of the house Bbm West Coast niggas do fades, right? Come get this ass whoopin', I'm handin' 'em out Bbm You wanna take up for Pharrell? Then come get his legacy out of my house Bbm A cease and desist is for hoes, can't listen to lies that come out of your mouth Bbm You called the Tupac estate and begged 'em to sue me and get that shit down Bbm I'm losin' perspective on beef, Boi 1da send beat and I'll kill you for fun Bbm Your daddy got robbed by Top, you Stunna and Wayne, like father, like son Bbm Anthony set up the plays, Kojo be chargin' you double for nothin' Bbm They shook about what I'ma say, but textin' your phone like, "We already won" Bbm You tell me what I shouldn't say, but fuck it, my nigga, it's already done Bbm We already know it's a twenty v one, we already know why you went number one Bbm It's clearly because of The Boy, the honorable thing is to give me the loot Bbm You right about "Fuck the big three," it's only Big D, and there's video proof Bbm Our sons should go play at the park, two lightskin kids, that shit would be cute Bbm Unless you don't want to be seen with anyone that isn't Blacker than you Bbm We get it, we got it Bbm The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice Bbm We get that you like to put gin in your juice Bbm We get that you think that you Bishop in Juice Bbm When you put your hands on your girl, is it self defense 'cause she bigger than you? Bbm Your back is up against the curb, you diggin' for dirt, should be diggin' for proof Bbm Why did you move to New York? Is it 'cause you livin' that bachelor life? Bbm Proposed in 2015, but don't wanna make her your actual wife Bbm I'm guessin' this wedding ain't happenin', right? Bbm 'Cause we know the girls that you actually like Bbm Your darkest secrets are comin' to light Bbm It's all on your face like what happened to Mike Bbm Oh shit, it's all makin' sense, maybe I'm Prince and you actually Mike Bbm Michael was prayin' his features would change so people believe that he's actually white Bbm Top would make you do features for change, get on pop records and rap for the whites Bbm And wait, you say your brother Jermaine, but you wanted him to stay out of the light Bbm Oh shit, just follow me, right? 'Cause nothin' you sayin' could bother me, right? Bbm I get off the plane and nothing has changed, I head to Delilah with all of my ice Bbm Head to Delilah with all of my ice, head to Delilah with all of my ice Bbm This shit gotta be over by now for anyone out here that's calling it, right? Bbm You're dead Bbm You're dead, you're dead Bbm There's nowhere to hide, there's nowhere to hide, you know what I mean Bbm They hired a crisis management team to clean up the fact that you beat on your queen Bbm The picture you painted ain't what it seem, you're dead
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