This song is originally in the key of Eb Minor. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 80 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Producer: Al Geno, Manuel #1 , Prod.kajro,
Writer: YoungBoy Never Broke Again,
Original Key: Eb Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 80 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Ebm B Ebm B . Al Geno on the Track Uh uh (Top baby) Uh uh Look [VERSE ONE] Ebm Told my bitch wake up, get naked, I wanna see some shit that’s sexy B Flew my momma out from Texas B For to co sign her with this message Abm And to shoot a video I let go that groupie hoe Bb Fucking on her in my home Bb I was doing that shit too long www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Ebm And this cup gon' match my outfit It’s all green it ain’t no chrome Ebm This .45 could stop a motor B Picture if it hit yo dome B I’m inside this bitch with lean She ain’t wanna leave me alone B With a .223, I don’t need no aim B I’m just gon' wave it around Ebm I’m so up & getting so fucked up Ebm I stand up and sit back down B Everything it be unlimited B She know that when she around Abm I’m so real I done flood this bitch she ain’t gotta hold me down Bb Her sisters fake, Bb still to this day I ain’t letting them hoes never come 'round [CHORUS] Ebm Huh, Baby I’ll pop a pill and feel I should B I should give a whole mil’ to my hood Ebm I done made it out the streets, bitch I’m good B Nigga try take something from me I wish you would Ebm Doped up, but honestly couldn’t shake this shit for nothing B I done seen the truth, in plenty things, I’m sticking with who love it Abm Don’t do no clubbin' you a dummy, get that money boy Bb I catch ya coming out that bitch & then I slump ya boy [VERSE TWO] Ebm I’m gon' whoop this open charge, I can’t let go of these rods B Talking 30 million large B Pussy bitch check my garage Ebm Split some shit, I’ll call Ten Ebm Them hittas, they ain’t never far B ChoppaBoy & Skully in Utah, they’ll tear up all ya car Ebm Lil Dump’ll burn up all ya house Ebm Tryin’ wetting ya up while running out B Ya know YoungBoy, I take it far B Still dealing with this frozen heart Abm I done came a long way, far distance, moved out from the North Bb Still claiming I’m that boy Bb Not admitting that I ain’t never start www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Ebm And this cup gon' match my outfit Ebm It’s all green, it ain’t no chrome B This .45 could stop a motor B Picture if it hit yo dome Ebm I’m inside this bitch with lean Ebm She ain’t wanna leave me alone B With a .223, I don’t need no aim B I’m just go’n wave it around Ebm I’m so up & getting so fucked up Ebm I stand up and sit back down B Everything it be unlimited B She know that when she around Abm I’m so real I done flood this bitch she ain’t gotta hold me down Bb Her sisters fake, Bb still to this day I ain’t letting them hoes never come 'round [CHORUS] Ebm Huh, Baby I’ll pop a pill and feel I should B I should give a whole mil' to my hood Ebm I done made it out the streets, bitch I’m good B Nigga try take something from me I wish you would Ebm Doped up, but honestly couldn’t shake this shit for nothing B I done seen the truth, in plenty things, I’m sticking with who love it Abm Don’t do no clubbin' you a dummy, get that money boy Bb I catch ya coming out that bitch & then I slump ya boy
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