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 85 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Original Key: Eb Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 85 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] Ebm GloRilla Ebm Man, people be mad and people be hurt Ebm Don't be listenin' to shit these folks got to say about me Ebm Just come and see what's up with me Ebm You see, know what I'm sayin'? Ebm Like, people be real deal mad Ebm My exes, my old friends, all them hoes mad Ebm Like, they ain't got shit good to say about me Ebm Like, know what I'm sayin'? (Kokurcho keeps going) Ebm Yeah, turn me up when you do the adlib www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Ebm Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my exes, man, them niggas sad (They sick) Ebm Might get 'em tatted on my face bеcause them niggas dead (Rеst in piss) Ebm Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my old friends, man, them bitches mad (They cut off) Ebm If you don't see them with me now, then you know where they at (Go, they at the bottom) Ebm Money talk but I don't answer, fuck collect calls (Go, go, go, fuck the system) Ebm And I be steppin' on these bitches, make they flesh crawl (Let's get it, ooh wee) Ebm And I say, "Fuck a nigga," proudly with my neck tall (Fuck 'em) Ebm Then tell 'em throw that neck back for this pussy, boy, this Fentanyl (Smurk, It's to die for) [VERSE] Ebm All them hoes still mad at me, right now they ass cooked (Man, what?) Ebm Lyin' on me to get some views on your page, you mad, sis? Ebm Labels try to pay for fake relationships, it's that rough? Ebm Half you hoes be likin' hoes for real, but we ain't gon' cut you off Ebm I been through the mud, I been on my own, I'm rare (I'm rare) Ebm This the first person I cared about, I'm goin' through phones now (Mwah) Ebm Booka fucked both of my old hoes, they fuckin' hate me now (Ask 'em) Ebm I just start back makin' love songs, I NDA 'em now (Can't trust 'em, let's get it) Ebm Ain't too rich to fuck my old hoes, I make 'em pay me now (Pay me now) Ebm Doodie whisper in my ear, "I want GloRilla right now" Ebm Then she lied now, I ain't the dada, bitch, don't hide now (Weirdo) Ebm Ain't no Wi Fi, but Elon Musk, I got you verified Ebm I'm the type of nigga spit on her casket at her repass (Go, go, tou) Ebm Micro mini Drac' come from the closet, look like Wee Man (Go, go) Ebm Trench bitches, they don't care 'bout lashes, they want ski masks (They want ski masks) Ebm I just talked to Shiesty, I got some killers round 'em, ask him, yeah (On Moe) Ebm This bitch said her nigga just started drinkin', I had to tax 'em (Had to tax his ass) Ebm Before I had a 'Cat, I had a rat bitch in a Maxima (Skrr, skrr, skrr) Ebm I damn near fucked up three relationships, go and ask 'em (Go) Ebm I just saved your ass (How?) Ebm You just called DeDe a rapper, he a killer, nigga www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Ebm Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my exes, man, them niggas sad (They sick) Ebm Might get 'em tatted on my face because them niggas dead (Rest in piss) Ebm Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my old friends, man, them bitches mad (They cut off) Ebm If you don't see them with me now, then you know where they at (They at the bottom) Ebm Money talk but I don't answer, fuck collect calls (Fuck the system) Ebm And I be steppin' on these bitches, make they flesh crawl (Ooh wee) Ebm And I say, "Fuck a nigga," proudly with my neck tall (Fuck 'em) Ebm Then tell 'em throw that neck back for this pussy, boy, this Fentanyl (It's to die for) [VERSE] Ebm Don't go off what that nigga told you, boo, that nigga hurtin' (He fucked up) Ebm He post about me to this day but I don't need to lurk (Nigga miss me) Ebm He tried to take a dime for granted, he ain't seen my work (Took a L) Ebm You tryna see the good in him but he might do you worse (Bitch, run) Ebm Should I act up on a nigga who ain't actin' right? (Why you do that?) Ebm 'Cause I be damned if a nigga make me lose my appetite (Nah, fuck that) Ebm And now my ex is dead to me, I hit they candle light (Lee) Ebm Drop one ho and added ten new more, this shit some magic, right? (Yeah) Ebm And if I ever fall in love again that nigga rock (He different) Ebm And I can tell if he a peon, let that nigga talk (Just listen) Ebm Better not hold no ho for ransom, let that nigga go (Cut him loose) Ebm You braggin' 'bout how you got four but what that nigga bought? (Stupid ass nigga) [CHORUS] Ebm Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my exes, man, them niggas sad (They sick) Ebm Might get 'em tatted on my face because them niggas dead (Rest in piss) Ebm Don't tell me nothin' 'bout my old friends, man, them bitches mad (They cut off) Ebm If you don't see them with me now, then you know where they at (They at the bottom) Ebm Money talk but I don't answer, fuck collect calls (Fuck the system) Ebm And I be steppin' on these bitches, make they flesh crawl (Ooh wee) Ebm And I say, "Fuck a nigga," proudly with my neck tall (Fuck 'em) Ebm Then tell 'em throw that neck back for this pussy, boy, this Fentanyl (It's to die for)
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