Chords for EBK Young Joc x DaBoii - Wack Something (Exclusive Music Video) || Dir. Shawn Eff
Tempo:
96.7 bpm
Chords used:
C
Em
E
D
Eb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Jam Along & Learn...
I ain't getting in that whip with some straps coming I could give a fuck if it was blood
cuz she got the act [Em] jumping cutty cutting up all through
or not that pack when you get back
been a type that'll stress a hoe clicky on
trying to buy
broad day it's a wipeout
knocking
wash your lips I don't do
cuz she got the act [Em] jumping cutty cutting up all through
or not that pack when you get back
been a type that'll stress a hoe clicky on
trying to buy
broad day it's a wipeout
knocking
wash your lips I don't do
100% ➙ 97BPM
C
Em
E
D
Eb
C
Em
E
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ I ain't getting in that whip with some straps coming I could give a fuck if it was blood
I'll whack cuz in the kitchen cuz she got the act [Em] jumping cutty cutting up all through
traffic I'll be bapping up and you ain't even flipping or not that pack when you get back
from it _ please let me know never in my life been a type that'll stress a hoe clicky on
me I'll punch your ass but we ain't wrestling on my feet told me he ain't trying to buy
but he a tester dope this nigga psyched out hit a nigga block broad day it's a wipeout
when we posting the jazz bro on the roof [C] it's a snipe out the blinkies that we told knocking
power and lights out _ I'm just saying nigga get it [Em] bitch when we fucking wash your lips I don't do
hickeys go nowhere without it I rock and roll with my blicky I even take a shit with it it's
on me when I sleep bro coming off the hip with it up before you blink them niggas at the store
goofy as fuck what did they think my bitch rocking Dior you [C] won't catch her in no pink [E] and I ain't
paid for this one [C] shout out Nico for the beat they like how you [Em] know this and that my ear stay to
the streets they like how you know this and that my ear stay to the streets _ here's my turn to earn
bitch come nigga get my dick hard I put out earthy words bitch like when you seeing me again I'm like
the 33rd before the streets I had to kick you to the curvy earth slap a bitch for mouth of my
chiron bitch learn a word I curve a thousand bitches but I won't cut and burst in the [C] RP my
niggas straight we getting tougher [Em] dirt she like how you fucking me this long I'm off a perky earth
how the fuck you niggas killers ain't dry shit ready yet not even that who you shot bitch I pull
up on that bitch you love get my cock lit pulling over is up at court this is prize bitch you don't
want no parts of this six thousand dollar rose you suck it's got a lot of balls but do you got
a roll ain't gonna be sitting on no toilet when I drop a low I'm sitting on you niggas I could drop
it though thank you you gonna take from me boy what you sniffing on your bitch gonna always
cheat with me she say you hit her wrong bitch I'm a king I'm not no pie I told her kiss the thong
please direct me to your home so I can sit up on her I thought you would never laugh
but what you slipping for I'm authentic with this shit all original bitch I'm the boy I'm a Billy Go
I never leave the heat like it was getting cold what's the deal everybody got a poem every clip
around me feel bitch I keep plastic still a rock with the steel you gotta pay me for my time what
you got for a pen boy I thought I was Cosby I keep lies to the feels rapping like you got on
in a field mama always [C] told me I know flash in the crib but she [F] never ever told me keno glocking
that bitch I [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ don't want beneath today give me that roofy shit my bro up on anybody don't care
who he is get to dancing in the puss on my [C] groovy shit you don't like who I be around _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[C] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [Dm] _ I just need [Eb] to eat the weed she gonna suck my young dog selling peas in Kentucky
I can
_ _ _ _ _ I ain't getting in that whip with some straps coming I could give a fuck if it was blood
I'll whack cuz in the kitchen cuz she got the act [Em] jumping cutty cutting up all through
traffic I'll be bapping up and you ain't even flipping or not that pack when you get back
from it _ please let me know never in my life been a type that'll stress a hoe clicky on
me I'll punch your ass but we ain't wrestling on my feet told me he ain't trying to buy
but he a tester dope this nigga psyched out hit a nigga block broad day it's a wipeout
when we posting the jazz bro on the roof [C] it's a snipe out the blinkies that we told knocking
power and lights out _ I'm just saying nigga get it [Em] bitch when we fucking wash your lips I don't do
hickeys go nowhere without it I rock and roll with my blicky I even take a shit with it it's
on me when I sleep bro coming off the hip with it up before you blink them niggas at the store
goofy as fuck what did they think my bitch rocking Dior you [C] won't catch her in no pink [E] and I ain't
paid for this one [C] shout out Nico for the beat they like how you [Em] know this and that my ear stay to
the streets they like how you know this and that my ear stay to the streets _ here's my turn to earn
bitch come nigga get my dick hard I put out earthy words bitch like when you seeing me again I'm like
the 33rd before the streets I had to kick you to the curvy earth slap a bitch for mouth of my
chiron bitch learn a word I curve a thousand bitches but I won't cut and burst in the [C] RP my
niggas straight we getting tougher [Em] dirt she like how you fucking me this long I'm off a perky earth
how the fuck you niggas killers ain't dry shit ready yet not even that who you shot bitch I pull
up on that bitch you love get my cock lit pulling over is up at court this is prize bitch you don't
want no parts of this six thousand dollar rose you suck it's got a lot of balls but do you got
a roll ain't gonna be sitting on no toilet when I drop a low I'm sitting on you niggas I could drop
it though thank you you gonna take from me boy what you sniffing on your bitch gonna always
cheat with me she say you hit her wrong bitch I'm a king I'm not no pie I told her kiss the thong
please direct me to your home so I can sit up on her I thought you would never laugh
but what you slipping for I'm authentic with this shit all original bitch I'm the boy I'm a Billy Go
I never leave the heat like it was getting cold what's the deal everybody got a poem every clip
around me feel bitch I keep plastic still a rock with the steel you gotta pay me for my time what
you got for a pen boy I thought I was Cosby I keep lies to the feels rapping like you got on
in a field mama always [C] told me I know flash in the crib but she [F] never ever told me keno glocking
that bitch I [Em] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ don't want beneath today give me that roofy shit my bro up on anybody don't care
who he is get to dancing in the puss on my [C] groovy shit you don't like who I be around _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
[C] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ [Dm] _ I just need [Eb] to eat the weed she gonna suck my young dog selling peas in Kentucky
I can