Chords for Craig Xen & XXXTENTACION - RUN IT BACK! (Official Video)
Tempo:
68 bpm
Chords used:
F
B
Bm
Bb
Abm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Fart niggas know what it is man, we dropping that foul [Bm] you fart niggas [F] man
We taking on the mothafuckas 249 and block shit pussy nigga
This is the zap [B] part, ayyyyyyyyyyy
Yo man, look
[Bb]
[B] I don't know the rest of this shit
I just got to play
Black tits, black cars
Posting it in the bag
Phone box, loaded car
I can never land
If [F] you hit a lick, aint running back
[B] Okay shorty
I can't trust no bitch how you do that
Fuck the fang, I'ma kill a bitch if it don't rain
I don't sweat this shit
Don't sweat this shit aint running back
If I'm in your hood, I see you bitch, I run it bang
I choose to have him running like a fucking running bang
Ay, run it bang, run it, run it bang
Run it, run it, run it
[Abm] Heard that he was gone, perfect, [Bb] wanted play
[B] Four and six, ay, put that fuck nigga four and six
Let him play, ay, pussy tryna kill
Check his motherfucking stats
Ain't shit changed but the ring on my
Middle fucking finger, I bling on my
Party street, dissing on my team, I'm on aim
Hit him for the twist, sip that V-Multi
You on me, each time you lose, you'll have scotch
My OG told me don't trust that son of a fuck [E] boy
[Bm] Bloody knife in my hood, I [F] see your head, guys
[F] Cut it off, not no fucking [Gb] mind like that, guys
I don't sleep, I rest with my knife, [Bm] I bend
Cars explode, bazookas, grenade launchers, everything
[A] But we ducking, dodging bullets, snipers
Hiding from them, but we made it back safe
We got in the house, stashed the money
It was smooth sailing after that
[Ab] Nah, that ain't happen, y'all crazy kids
Y'all go with your uncle Tank
[G] [C] [Eb]
We taking on the mothafuckas 249 and block shit pussy nigga
This is the zap [B] part, ayyyyyyyyyyy
Yo man, look
[Bb]
[B] I don't know the rest of this shit
I just got to play
Black tits, black cars
Posting it in the bag
Phone box, loaded car
I can never land
If [F] you hit a lick, aint running back
[B] Okay shorty
I can't trust no bitch how you do that
Fuck the fang, I'ma kill a bitch if it don't rain
I don't sweat this shit
Don't sweat this shit aint running back
If I'm in your hood, I see you bitch, I run it bang
I choose to have him running like a fucking running bang
Ay, run it bang, run it, run it bang
Run it, run it, run it
[Abm] Heard that he was gone, perfect, [Bb] wanted play
[B] Four and six, ay, put that fuck nigga four and six
Let him play, ay, pussy tryna kill
Check his motherfucking stats
Ain't shit changed but the ring on my
Middle fucking finger, I bling on my
Party street, dissing on my team, I'm on aim
Hit him for the twist, sip that V-Multi
You on me, each time you lose, you'll have scotch
My OG told me don't trust that son of a fuck [E] boy
[Bm] Bloody knife in my hood, I [F] see your head, guys
[F] Cut it off, not no fucking [Gb] mind like that, guys
I don't sleep, I rest with my knife, [Bm] I bend
Cars explode, bazookas, grenade launchers, everything
[A] But we ducking, dodging bullets, snipers
Hiding from them, but we made it back safe
We got in the house, stashed the money
It was smooth sailing after that
[Ab] Nah, that ain't happen, y'all crazy kids
Y'all go with your uncle Tank
[G] [C] [Eb]
Key:
F
B
Bm
Bb
Abm
F
B
Bm
_ Fart niggas know what it is man, we dropping that foul [Bm] you fart niggas [F] man
We taking on the mothafuckas 249 and block shit pussy nigga
This is the zap [B] part, ayyyyyyyyyyy
Yo man, look
[Bb] _ _
[B] I don't know the rest of this shit
I just got to play
Black tits, black cars
Posting it in the bag
Phone box, loaded car
I can never land
If [F] you hit a lick, aint running back
[B] Okay shorty
I can't trust no bitch how you do that
Fuck the fang, I'ma kill a bitch if it don't rain
I don't sweat this shit
Don't sweat this shit aint running back
If I'm in your hood, I see you bitch, I run it bang
I choose to have him running like a fucking running bang
Ay, run it bang, run it, run it bang
Run it, run it, run it
[Abm] Heard that he was gone, perfect, [Bb] wanted play
[B] Four and six, ay, put that fuck nigga four and six
Let him play, ay, pussy tryna kill
Check his motherfucking stats
Ain't shit changed but the ring on my
Middle fucking finger, I bling on my
Party street, dissing on my team, I'm on aim
Hit him for the twist, sip that V-Multi
You on me, each time you lose, you'll have scotch
My OG told me don't trust that son of a fuck [E] boy
[Bm] Bloody knife in my hood, I [F] see your head, guys
[F] Cut it off, not no fucking [Gb] mind like that, guys
I don't sleep, I rest with my knife, [Bm] I bend
Cars explode, bazookas, grenade launchers, everything
[A] But we ducking, dodging bullets, snipers
Hiding from them, but we made it back safe
We got in the house, stashed the money
It was smooth sailing after that _ _ _
[Ab] Nah, that ain't happen, y'all crazy kids
Y'all go with your uncle Tank
[G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
We taking on the mothafuckas 249 and block shit pussy nigga
This is the zap [B] part, ayyyyyyyyyyy
Yo man, look
[Bb] _ _
[B] I don't know the rest of this shit
I just got to play
Black tits, black cars
Posting it in the bag
Phone box, loaded car
I can never land
If [F] you hit a lick, aint running back
[B] Okay shorty
I can't trust no bitch how you do that
Fuck the fang, I'ma kill a bitch if it don't rain
I don't sweat this shit
Don't sweat this shit aint running back
If I'm in your hood, I see you bitch, I run it bang
I choose to have him running like a fucking running bang
Ay, run it bang, run it, run it bang
Run it, run it, run it
[Abm] Heard that he was gone, perfect, [Bb] wanted play
[B] Four and six, ay, put that fuck nigga four and six
Let him play, ay, pussy tryna kill
Check his motherfucking stats
Ain't shit changed but the ring on my
Middle fucking finger, I bling on my
Party street, dissing on my team, I'm on aim
Hit him for the twist, sip that V-Multi
You on me, each time you lose, you'll have scotch
My OG told me don't trust that son of a fuck [E] boy
[Bm] Bloody knife in my hood, I [F] see your head, guys
[F] Cut it off, not no fucking [Gb] mind like that, guys
I don't sleep, I rest with my knife, [Bm] I bend
Cars explode, bazookas, grenade launchers, everything
[A] But we ducking, dodging bullets, snipers
Hiding from them, but we made it back safe
We got in the house, stashed the money
It was smooth sailing after that _ _ _
[Ab] Nah, that ain't happen, y'all crazy kids
Y'all go with your uncle Tank
[G] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
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