Chords for DaBaby - XXL [Official Audio]

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I got 20 on my feet
Everybody know my name, ringin' bells, ringin' bells like the hallway
I ain't got a cap, no motherfuckin' rap, I whip out and air it out broad day
I got in with that stick and I'm with that [Eb] break, a nigga in half like a Kit Kat
[A] I been tryna be positive, mama, that ain't fuckin' with Jonathan, mama
Who you know put they motherfuckin' [D] self on the map and now they don't know nobody's shit
I sent one of my little niggas come take you off, you get laid on the floor by a [A] chick
Got pulled over with 55K in my pocket, the police, they know I'm legit
The police, they know I got sticks, they be worried about me, know I'm a clique
These niggas, they know I'm a don, I ain't [Bb] worried about them, I know all your [B] bitches
The next nigga that come play with me, I'ma [Eb] send him to go ask Tupac for a pic
[A] They say I'm the hottest new nigga, go [D] check with the mama, that nigga sick
Nigga [B] must have a fever or something, or [G] he was born up in Cleveland or something
[Bb] Let me give you a history lesson, we [D] moved back to Charlotte in 1999
I ain't sayin' that none of that matters, if [Bb] somebody touch me, then somebody die
Why he talkin' so calm when he say that?
How he make him rewind when he [E] play that?
Who you know get a fade once a week and they tryna get way, fuck a motherfuckin' way cap
[A] Every time that the DJ play, shit, niggas throw up their arms like a motherfuckin' racetrack
Every time that my baby girl see me, she run and say, daddy, I love when she say that
Every time I hit one of my moves, all the [D] bitches go crazy, they like how I do that
I keep one in their head, if I don't let her first, I'ma [A] die to the side when I shoot bad
Yeah, I'm comin' like Blade in this [Db] bitch, fuck [D] around and walk down in the trench coat
[A] They gon' have to put me with the Grays, [D] wanna fuck with me, she gotta [A] wait
On the yacht with me, me and the kids, it's four of us, we on the scene, stay
I won't go back and forth with the shrimp, you goin' outside by the hoe, I'ma pimp
If you keep bumpin' this motherfuckin' guns, we gon' [D] put his ass up like a motherfuckin' blunt
Got your [A] talk on the pillow, where hoes that's gon' [Eb] get him exposed, he a motherfuckin' simp
You know he got that thang on them, baby, quit askin' him why that boy walk with a limp
[G] I don't care about this motherfuckin' chain, but I still bust your [A] motherfuckin' brain
Just got hit on the motherfuckin' plane, [Eb] ain't no cap in my rap, I'm the truth
And the [A] fuckin' isso from the back, I knew [Bb] her for a day, she on go, she the [B] smooth
And these [D] niggas ain't livin' like that, why you talkin' so gangsta, bro, he a flu
There ain't no baby gon' blow, he a flu, there ain't no baby gon' blow, he the bomb
[A] There ain't no baby with this Miami, now he in LA, nigga, thank he LeBron
There ain't no baby gon' baby on [F] baby, but five years [D] ago, nigga, say he was John
I just down at the front of the plane and the [C] driver come pick up my Louis Vuitton
Them [A] fucks, while he drive me around, I be blowin' up pressure, I'm chillin' [D] backseat with the iron
[A]
[C] [D]
[A]
[D] [F]
[Abm]
[D] [Bb] [A]
[Eb] And I got 20 on my motherfuckin' beat, but [D] this nigga can't hear this nigga's shit on my [B] neck
This nigga just, [Bb]
nigga, cut this shit off
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_ _ _ I got 20 on my feet
Everybody know my name, ringin' bells, ringin' bells like the hallway
I ain't got a cap, no motherfuckin' rap, I whip out and air it out broad day
I got in with that stick and I'm with that [Eb] break, a nigga in half like a Kit Kat
[A] I been tryna be positive, mama, that ain't fuckin' with Jonathan, mama
Who you know put they motherfuckin' [D] self on the map and now they don't know nobody's shit
I sent one of my little niggas come take you off, you get laid on the floor by a [A] chick
Got pulled over with 55K in my pocket, the police, they know I'm legit
The police, they know I got sticks, they be worried about me, know I'm a clique
These niggas, they know I'm a don, I ain't [Bb] worried about them, I know all your [B] bitches
The next nigga that come play with me, I'ma [Eb] send him to go ask Tupac for a pic
[A] They say I'm the hottest new nigga, go [D] check with the mama, that nigga sick
Nigga [B] must have a fever or something, or [G] he was born up in Cleveland or something
[Bb] Let me give you a history lesson, we [D] moved back to Charlotte in 1999
I ain't sayin' that none of that matters, if [Bb] somebody touch me, then somebody die
Why he talkin' so calm when he say that?
How he make him rewind when he [E] play that?
Who you know get a fade once a week and they tryna get way, fuck a motherfuckin' way cap
[A] Every time that the DJ play, shit, niggas throw up their arms like a motherfuckin' racetrack
Every time that my baby girl see me, she run and say, daddy, I love when she say that
Every time I hit one of my moves, all the [D] bitches go crazy, they like how I do that
I keep one in their head, if I don't let her first, I'ma [A] die to the side when I shoot bad
Yeah, I'm comin' like Blade in this [Db] bitch, fuck [D] around and walk down in the trench coat
[A] They gon' have to put me with the Grays, [D] wanna fuck with me, she gotta [A] wait
On the yacht with me, me and the kids, it's four of us, we on the scene, stay
I won't go back and forth with the shrimp, you goin' outside by the hoe, I'ma pimp
If you keep bumpin' this motherfuckin' guns, we gon' [D] put his ass up like a motherfuckin' blunt
Got your [A] talk on the pillow, where hoes that's gon' [Eb] get him exposed, he a motherfuckin' simp
You know he got that thang on them, baby, quit askin' him why that boy walk with a limp
[G] I don't care about this motherfuckin' chain, but I still bust your [A] motherfuckin' brain
Just got hit on the motherfuckin' plane, [Eb] ain't no cap in my rap, I'm the truth
And the [A] fuckin' isso from the back, I knew [Bb] her for a day, she on go, she the [B] smooth
And these [D] niggas ain't livin' like that, why you talkin' so gangsta, bro, he a flu
There ain't no baby gon' blow, he a flu, there ain't no baby gon' blow, he the bomb
[A] There ain't no baby with this Miami, now he in LA, nigga, thank he LeBron
There ain't no baby gon' baby on [F] baby, but five years [D] ago, nigga, say he was John
I just down at the front of the plane and the [C] driver come pick up my Louis Vuitton
Them [A] fucks, while he drive me around, I be blowin' up pressure, I'm chillin' [D] backseat with the iron _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ [F] _ _ _ _
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[D] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ [Eb] And I got 20 on my motherfuckin' beat, but [D] this nigga can't hear this nigga's shit on my [B] neck
This nigga just, _ _ [Bb] _
_ nigga, cut this shit off _ _ _