LIL YACHTY feat IAN – Hate Me Piano & Guitar Chords

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This single was released on 26 July 2024. The vocals are by Lil Yachty , Ian, the music is produced by ChildBoy, and the lyrics are written by Lil Yachty, ​ian , ChildBoy.
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 140 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.

 
Original Key: G Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 140
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
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[INTRO]
 
 Gm
 Shouldn't be drinkin' on lean, I'm already half dead
 Gm
 Give a fuck, I'm a gangster, I'm thuggin' (I'm thuggin', brrt, frrt frrt)
 Gm
 Yeah (Grow up, nigga), huh, yeah, huh, come on (Us)
 Gm
 Huh huh, huh, yeah, yeah, yeah (Brrt)
 Gm
 Come on, huh, huh

 [VERSE] 
 Gm
 Weddin' cake in my blunt with no bride yet
 Gm
 If I face me another, I'll die here
 Gm
 I'm just prayin' I make it 'til Friday
 Gm
 Either way, I'ma die with my pride
 Gm
 Fell in love with the Cullinan parked out front, 
 Gm
 bitch, wait 'til you see the garage
 Gm
 I done made me a promise, I'll fight back once, 
 Gm
 this time, I'ma leave it to God
 Gm
 On God, I ain't play 'bout nothin' once
 Gm
 Whеn it's game time, jump in clutch
 Gm
 First thing in the mornin', blunt
 Gm
 First thing in thе mornin', 
 Gm
 I jump off the porch and head straight to the Porsche, 
 Gm
 get to drivin' like somebody chasin'
 Gm
 Rock it 'cause I can afford it, my pockets enormous
 Gm
 Every time that I walk, I'm chafin'
 Gm
 You don't know how to ball, you lazy
 Gm
 You ignorin' my calls, shit crazy
 Gm
 One time for the hoes I'm savin'
 Gm
 One time for the hoes that hate me
 Gm
 Two times for the hoes that hate me
 Gm
 Three times for the hoes that hate me
 Gm
 F. in the blunt, I'm spacin'
 Gm
 Four doors on the Rolls, shit spacious
 Gm
 I don't know if it's—, uh
 Gm
 I don't know if it's smart I stay here
 Gm
 I don't know if I want that Maybach
 Gm
 I don't know if I'll find my way back
 Gm
 I ain't never gon' buy my way in
 Gm
 I ain't never gon' bow to no man
 Gm
 I don't care who the fuck you came with
 Gm
 I don't care what the fuck your name is (What?), huh

 [VERSE] 
 Gm
 My Chrome unfindable
 Gm
 Like I did me a hit and I threw it away
 Gm
 Pop out that bitch and hit him in his fa—
 Gm
 Uh huh
 Gm
 We open up doors in the summer
 Gm
 I took the roof off of the Hummer
 Gm
 I snuck in that bitch with a Llama
 Gm
 I'm sneakin' outside like Osama
 Gm
 Know I'm richer than your favorite rapper
 Gm
 If I'm not, then God, kill my momma
 Gm
 Biggest house on the street
 Gm
 The first Blacks here like Obama
 Gm
 Okay, let's see that thunder
 Gm
 On the plane, we took drugs under
 Gm
 And my bitch ass dumb like Yolanda
 Gm
 I'ma put the junk up from La Fonda
 Gm
 Fah fah fah fah, yeah, fuck 'em
 Gm
 I be twistin' my fingers, I bang
 Gm
 And Concrete the gang
 Gm
 Same nigga, just rich, I ain't change
 Gm
 Same nigga, I'm totin' that flame

 [VERSE] 
 Gm
 Huh, I'm the same old kid, but I gotta grow up now, I'm a grown up now
 Gm
 I've been havin' some long ass nights, 
 Gm
 one more long ass flight 'fore I'm right there next to you
 Gm
 Huh, damn, driver, move up, my legs need room
 Gm
 Huh, huh, damn, I really could cop this backseat, huh (Brrt)

 [VERSE] 
 Gm
 I know all of my ex hoes miss me
 Gm
 I was drifting, poured a whole sixteen
 Gm
 I'm gon' clutch it, I don't do no wrestling
 Gm
 And my mouth diamonds lookin' like a cuff link
 Gm
 Put my bitch in no DG, free BG
 Gm
 We on TV, I'm makin' a mo—
 Gm
 We on TV, I'm makin' a movie
 Gm
 Durag on my head, it's The Boonies
 Gm
 Fuck whoopin' his ass, he gon' sue me
 Gm
 I'll fuck it up fast, then re up
 Gm
 Sip drink like I don't wanna be up
 Gm
 When we catch you, don't call for Jesus

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