This single was released on 27 August 2024. The vocals are by Trap Dickey , Dababy, the music is produced by Loko La’Flare, and the lyrics are written by Trap Dickey , DaBaby.
This song is originally in the key of B Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 132 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
This song is originally in the key of B Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 132 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Original Key: B Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 132 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] [VERSE] Bm Okay, let me get 'em Bm Baby ain't sparin' shit, everybody gotta get it Bm Every motherfuckin' car a nigga ridin' in is tinted Bm They ain't heard nothin' from the Carolinas in a minute Bm Nasty, get on it and ride until she's finished Bm I'll give them niggas ten twenty thousand, make 'em spend it Bm Or pull the pistol out, make you holler if you hear me Bm Two pretty bitches lookin' out the window, say— [VERSE] Bm "There go Trap," he always talkin' 'bout two letters Bm Crosstreks, he say he ridin' on whoevеr (Whoever) Bm Tar Heels, Carolina, Blue Dеvils Bm We make it rain, blue hundreds, new weather (Boom) Bm I can't stand no nigga who talk that shit like he gon' shoot better (Let me get 'em) [VERSE] Bm Pull out and up it on whoever Bm Fuckin' his ho, she say I get your boo wetter Bm I'm with this bitch and she '" Bm I got a Five seveN Bm I up this bitch, send some shots at 'em Bm I let that fire go, for real Bm Come pour some water on me, make me chill Bm Why you keep lookin' like that? What's the deal? Bm You ain't give that pussy up, ho, be for real Bm Ain't one of them lil' niggas you gotta' lie to Bm That can't make you nut back to back the way I do Bm Listen, I ain't into gettin' out, I'm gettin' in my feelings Bm Told you not to play with my pimpin' (Nigga, uh) Bm Baby ain't doin' no motherfuckin' kissin' (Uh) Bm Cut off every bitch that don't listen (Uh) Bm Ho, startin' to think that my whip need a bathroom (Uh), Bm pulled up on them niggas and I shitted Bm Brought the Phantom out, did it for the Carolinas, Bm five seats, I'm the only nigga in it Bm They don't know if I bought it or a nigga went to rent it Bm She pull up and she swallow all my kids, I can't forget it Bm Even when a nigga in and out of town, get in my feelings Bm It be bitches over here, but somethin' 'bout 'em make me miss it Bm Cold lil' nigga in the summer, need a coat Bm Cold lil' bitch, she come and hug me with her throat Bm Poor ass nigga, somewhere askin' for a poke Bm She come and bust it open for DaBaby, I'm the GOAT Bm Believe that [VERSE] Bm "There go Trap," now bring that shit back like a re run Bm I told you I was the shit since the begun Bm Hondas, matter fact, drive bys, Nissan Bm My pockets big like Big Pun (Boom, boom) Bm I got a plug out in Asia, he get it to me no matter the season (Baow) Bm We servin' bags, makin' plays, Bm and if you pull up, you can get you a cheap one Bm Shades on like I'm Johnny Cage Bm .45 like I'm Michael J Bm Attitude like I'm Dr. Dre Bm He not a killer, he kill by mistake Bm We get it on like I'm Marvin Gaye Bm We catch a body, then we celebrate Bm Wish you would try me, that's another case Bm We takin' shots, no chaser (Boom) Bm Checkin' on me like it's Instagram Bm My nigga poppin' them Percs and don't care 'bout the milligram Bm I seen my cousin' lose trial, Bm he left the court with a smile like he don't even give a damn Bm Shooters wit' me like I'm Cunningham Bm Just took my auntie another gram, no, I ain't one of them Bm Before the buzz, nigga, Bm I been through the mud, and ain't talkin' 'bout Monster Jam Bm Work so hard, no days off, Bm I'm in the streets for real, used to trap at the Days Inn Bm I know this shit gon' pay off, Bm boss like Rick Ross, I used to trip off a net ten Bm Brand new Glock, best friend, Bm I'm shootin' shit for real, this shit cave your chest in Bm Kyrie Irving, left hand Bm They sayin'— (Boom)
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