Chords for Aftermath
Tempo:
178.2 bpm
Chords used:
Gm
Dm
Am
C
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[Gm]
[Dm]
[Gm] [C]
[Am] Fucking Slap, Slap, Slap
[Gm]
[Dm] [F]
[Gm] [C]
[Am]
[Dm]
[Gm] [C]
[Am] Fucking Slap, Slap, Slap
[Gm]
[Dm] [F]
[Gm] [C]
[Am]
100% ➙ 178BPM
Gm
Dm
Am
C
F
Gm
Dm
Am
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_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[Am] Fucking Slap, Slap, Slap _ _ _
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_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
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Ay, [Gm] I'm somewhere posted with the [C] bay-bays
If niggas [Am] wanna take it far, then let the Drake spray
HMR, [Gm] speeding through your car like a Bley-Bley _
[Dm] Dumb thig, hella posed when it's late day
Drum attached, [Gm] fully switched on a hand thing
That ain't [Am] enough, I need more like my last name
Started off with [Gm] nothing, had to hit the road then the bag came
Fuck [Dm] the beef, leave it in the streets, that way
But if [Gm] it's that on lay name, let the [C] Mack spray
[Am] But if it's that on lay name, let the Mack spray
You [Eb] gotta hit that road to get your bag up
I got a [Dm] chopper, want a shooter, make me bag up
Damn, [Ab] bud, don't act hard, you ain't [C] that tough
You should [Am] smoking dead niggas, we can't match buns
You [Gm] became high boy, but I'm a cool nigga
[Dm] Sit on the suckers, my first shot hit like two [F] niggas
I'm off some [Gm] tech, some dude saying like [D] two jiggas
Yo [Am] bro snitch, that's what you get, you shit a new nigga
_ _ [Gm] Hell no, we ain't boo, nigga
[Dm] Over your side, don't be surprised if I shoot [F] niggas
So [Gm] tripping over old shit, ain't no [G] truth, nigga
[Am] Dirty Drake, tryna customize your truth, nigga
You a [Gm] dork, you seen a sucker and you ran off
Damn, [Dm] you let him take your paw, you that [F] soft
A nigga [A] tryna take my shit, it's [C] Drakey Crankjaw
Before I touch [Am] a broke bitch, I'ma jack off
_ _ [Gm] Sipping on this yellow like I'm no cap
That ain't [Dm] your gun, why you flexing with your bow strap?
I was [Gm] broke, back then, I [C] can't go back
For that [Am] Rollie, give it up or get your soul smashed
Ay [Gm] ay, pull up to his house like the door dash
A [Dm] nigga tried to get a job, I got bored fast
I can get [A] it out the road, all this horror [D]
ass
Ay [Am] ay, a nigga slap at me, I'ma send him back
40 clap, [Gm] make you go up and down, call it jumping jacks
[Dm] Juvie Jigga's road to wood, I tell him, spark the thrax
We [Gm] be sliding through your hood like where [C] these niggas at?
If I can't get [Am] in through the front, I'm sneaking through the back
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_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
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_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
[Am] Fucking Slap, Slap, Slap _ _ _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ _ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
Ay, [Gm] I'm somewhere posted with the [C] bay-bays
If niggas [Am] wanna take it far, then let the Drake spray
HMR, [Gm] speeding through your car like a Bley-Bley _
[Dm] Dumb thig, hella posed when it's late day
Drum attached, [Gm] fully switched on a hand thing
That ain't [Am] enough, I need more like my last name
Started off with [Gm] nothing, had to hit the road then the bag came
Fuck [Dm] the beef, leave it in the streets, that way
But if [Gm] it's that on lay name, let the [C] Mack spray
[Am] But if it's that on lay name, let the Mack spray
You [Eb] gotta hit that road to get your bag up
I got a [Dm] chopper, want a shooter, make me bag up
Damn, [Ab] bud, don't act hard, you ain't [C] that tough
You should [Am] smoking dead niggas, we can't match buns
You [Gm] became high boy, but I'm a cool nigga
[Dm] Sit on the suckers, my first shot hit like two [F] niggas
I'm off some [Gm] tech, some dude saying like [D] two jiggas
Yo [Am] bro snitch, that's what you get, you shit a new nigga
_ _ [Gm] Hell no, we ain't boo, nigga
[Dm] Over your side, don't be surprised if I shoot [F] niggas
So [Gm] tripping over old shit, ain't no [G] truth, nigga
[Am] Dirty Drake, tryna customize your truth, nigga
You a [Gm] dork, you seen a sucker and you ran off
Damn, [Dm] you let him take your paw, you that [F] soft
A nigga [A] tryna take my shit, it's [C] Drakey Crankjaw
Before I touch [Am] a broke bitch, I'ma jack off
_ _ [Gm] Sipping on this yellow like I'm no cap
That ain't [Dm] your gun, why you flexing with your bow strap?
I was [Gm] broke, back then, I [C] can't go back
For that [Am] Rollie, give it up or get your soul smashed
Ay [Gm] ay, pull up to his house like the door dash
A [Dm] nigga tried to get a job, I got bored fast
I can get [A] it out the road, all this horror [D]
ass
Ay [Am] ay, a nigga slap at me, I'ma send him back
40 clap, [Gm] make you go up and down, call it jumping jacks
[Dm] Juvie Jigga's road to wood, I tell him, spark the thrax
We [Gm] be sliding through your hood like where [C] these niggas at?
If I can't get [Am] in through the front, I'm sneaking through the back
_ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [Dm] _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [Dm] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
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