NICKI MINAJ feat JUICE WRLD – Arctic Tundra Chords

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This song is from the album The Pinkprint (Tenth Anniversary Edition)(2024), released on 22 November 2024. The vocals are by Nicki Minaj, Juice WRLD,, the music is produced by TM88, Dez Wright , Gezin, and the lyrics are written by Nicki Minaj, Juice WRLD, .
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 80 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.

 
Original Key: B 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]

  Bm D A Em 
 . 
  
 Bad bitches run the world, let me make it clear

 When I leave Juice WRLD, I'm back to pink hair
 

 Haha, Max Lord in this bitch preachin', haha

 (Gezin)

 Fuck the blunt up, haha, yeah

 [BRIDGE] 
  Bm         D
 I'm on marijuana (Marijuana)
  A                        Em 
 My lean plug say he'll be here in a second (Pull up)
 Bm             D
 I'm getting high, I'm feelin' restless (I'm sad)
  A                   
 Feel like I'm finna die (R.I.P.)
 
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 [CHORUS] 
  Bm                      D 
 I fuck the blunt up, then fuck your momma (Uh huh)
   A                   Em 
 My VVS cold like a arctic tundra
 Bm                           D 
 40 on me, woah, you don't want no problems
       A                       Em
 And you best proceed with some caution, yeah

 Bm         D                              A 
 This song for the girl with the blonde hair
             Em                         Bm 
 Suck me up good, give me Becky like, yeah
                    D                   A
 She ride it like, yeah, in a Versace chair
  A                           Em 
 Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no Hibachi, yeah

 [VERSE] 
   Bm                    D 
 This Young Money ENT, fuck that negative Nancy
   A                                    Em 
 I'm still ballin', I'm still ballin', NBA on TNT
 Bm                              D 
 Came through drippin', D&G, always duckin' TMZ
  A                          Em 
 Flow still need that EMT, tell her get at me and see

  Bm                             D 
 I'm the toppa toppa, bitches is a Khan like Chaka
        A                             Em 
 I get it before they cop it, always been that type of shopper
        Bm                        D 
 And I never tell a lie, I just put one in the sky
           A                               Em 
 I just popped me a transformer, gettin' money 'til we die

          Bm                           D 
 'Til we die, we gon' be fly, made a milli' in Shanghai
            A                              Em
 I don't need job applications for that pressure I apply
            Bm                         D 
 That is why they gotta lie, that is just how they get by
          A                               Em
 But my flow still gon' be wavy and your flow still gon' be dry

          Bm                     D
 I done fucked the world up in ten short years
       A                         Em 
 Had teachers like Weezy F. and been all ears
        Bm                     D 
 Lose studs that's VVS, then get more pairs
               A                          Em 
 They been prayin' on my downfall, still need more prayers

 [PRE-CHORUS]  
         Bm                  D
 I'ma fuck the bag up and fuck your daddy
    A                   Em 
 I'ma stay up like I popped three Addys
  Bm                          D 
 Girl with the blonde hair, they call me Barbie
  A                     Em 
 Let's get faded and have a party, yeah

   Bm              D                           A 
 If you got that bomb, put your hands in the air
              Em                             Bm 
 Bad bitches run the world, let me make it clear
  Bm            D                            A 
 When I leave Juice WRLD, I'm back to pink hair
                       Em 
 Catch me somewhere fuckin' the blunt up and fuckin' on your momma
 
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 [CHORUS] 
   Bm                      D 
 Fuck the blunt up, then fuck your momma (Uh huh)
    A                       Em 
 My VVS cold like a arctic tundra
   Bm                        D 
 40 on me, woah, you don't want no problems
      A                 Em 
 And you best proceed with some caution, yeah

   Bm        D                            A
 This song for the girl with the blonde hair
             Em                         Bm 
 Suck me up good, give me Becky like, yeah
                    D                    A 
 She ride it like, yeah, in a Versace chair
  A                           Em
 Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no Hibachi, yeah

 [VERSE] 
  Bm   D          A
 I'm high as hell
   Em          Bm 
 Mind everywhere
      D 
 Still mind over matter
   A                       Em
 Pockets gettin' fatter, elevate like a ladder

 Bm                              D 
 Thirty in that 40 make you percolate like a dancer
      A                           Em 
 I'm colder than the North Pole, Blitzen, and Prancer
        Bm                           D 
 She say she from the strip pole, she a dirty dancer
    A                        Em 
 Her ex nigga too low, she don't got no standards

 Bm                                   D
 He ain't right, you don't live a better life
                  A                        Em
 Run it up like Jerry Rice, I don't gotta say it twice
             Bm                       D 
 This is real life, your nigga is Fisher Price
                A                        Em 
 Now you read minds, you was thinkin' 'bout how I'm that nigga, right?

 [CHORUS] 
    Bm                      D 
 Fuck the blunt up, then fuck your momma (Uh huh)
     A                 Em 
 My VVS cold like a arctic tundra
   Bm                         D 
 40 on me, woah, you don't want no problems
       A              Em 
 And you best proceed with some caution, yeah

 Bm         D                            A
 This song for the girl with the blonde hair
             Em                         Bm 
 Suck me up good, give me Becky like, yeah
                    D                  A 
 She ride it like, yeah, in a Versace chair
                              Em
 Her boyfriend heated like a grill, no Hibachi, yeah
 
 [OUTRO]
  Bm               D                           A 
 Said he want the pretty girl with the blonde hair
             Em                   Bm 
 Fatty on the Max like some Nike Air
               D                         A 
 Fuck his last girl 'cause I am her nightmare
                Em 
 Lookin' this good shouldn't even be fair
                   Bm                         D 
 Said he want the pretty girl with the blonde hair
   A                     Em 
 Fatty on the Max like some Nike Air

 Fuck his last girl 'cause I am her nightmare

 Lookin' this good shouldn't even be—

 Fuck the girls that just hate on baddies

 Shout the bad bitches that act all bratty

 Nothin' but all this designer on me

 All of my niggas throwin' up gang signs for me

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