Chords for Fetty

Tempo:
140 bpm
Chords used:

Bbm

Bb

Eb

F

Ebm

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Fetty chords
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[Am]
[Bbm] [Bm] [Cm] [B]
[D] [Ebm] [Bbm]
[C] [Bbm]
[Bb]
[F] [Ebm]
[Bb] [Bbm]
[Bb] [Bbm]
[F] [Bbm]
[Bb]
[Bbm]
[Bb] [Bbm] Fuck you
[Fm] [Eb]
[F] [Eb]
[Bb]
[Eb]
[Bb] [Eb] I'm in a cup do not pass [Bb] me a shot.
I already been sick.
I pray the price [Bbm] you can
expect it.
Johnson [Bb] is busted we gotta dismiss him.
Cop, cop, cop.
I'm already gonna bark too loud like fuck.
I cannot listen.
[Bbm] Like I said hit him, I fuck up my vision.
[F] I don't care what fuck I might up it and click [Eb] it.
Shorty [F] got a wop like fetty.
Breadwinner I let it get bready.
[Ebm] They know my bomb is [Bb] for everything daddy.
It's hot to the eye now he looking like fetty.
[Bbm] I be geeking I throw [Bb] on the what.
Shorty a thotty she's prone to a fuck.
[Bbm] She be sweet cause she shaking [F] her butt and that boy is a cheater the way that he run.
[Bbm] He dumb, [Bb] he a pot.
Bitch on my body she throw on my gun.
[Eb] You run, [Bb] don't stop.
You feel that hot you get sucked to the sun.
[Bbm] Like I can't afford I'm not used [Bb] to the love.
Sipping wine, get it shit got me weak.
I'm feeling faint and my body is leaning.
Seeing demons I thought I was dreaming.
[Bbm] God.
[C] Like how you love me you don't know the meaning.
[Eb] She don't love me [Bb] she wanna be rich.
Like I cannot show to no bitch.
[Eb] Who to deem [Bb] me and she can't apologize.
[Ab] I'm a rapper but still in the field.
[Bbm] I stayed on the shit that I started.
If you with me you better be real.
So so exiled I can't feel.
Like dirty homie I can't get gold.
I'm a dirty clutching on my 30.
Too many dookies don't know who to pick.
[Bbm] Like yeah I'm sipping on Sprite but it's dirty.
Youngest step but they don't want me to win.
Shorty playing I text [F] to her friend.
She could tell him the shit and she see that I'm lit.
[Bbm] Like everywhere I'm a poet [Bb] of grit.
Damn I don't know when this shit gonna end.
[Bbm] [Eb]
[Bb] [Eb]
[Bb] [Bbm]
[C] [Bbm]
Key:  
Bbm
13421111
Bb
12341111
Eb
12341116
F
134211111
Ebm
13421116
Bbm
13421111
Bb
12341111
Eb
12341116
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[Bbm] _ _ _ [Bm] _ [Cm] _ _ [B] _ _
[D] _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _
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_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Bbm] Fuck you
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Eb] I'm in a cup do not pass [Bb] me a shot.
I already been sick.
I pray the price [Bbm] you can
expect it.
Johnson [Bb] is busted we gotta dismiss him.
Cop, cop, cop.
I'm already gonna bark too loud like fuck.
I cannot listen.
[Bbm] Like I said hit him, I fuck up my vision.
[F] I don't care what fuck I might up it and click [Eb] it.
Shorty [F] got a wop like fetty.
Breadwinner I let it get bready.
[Ebm] They know my bomb is [Bb] for everything daddy.
It's hot to the eye now he looking like fetty.
[Bbm] I be geeking I throw [Bb] on the what.
Shorty a thotty she's prone to a fuck.
[Bbm] She be sweet cause she shaking [F] her butt and that boy is a cheater the way that he run.
[Bbm] He dumb, [Bb] he a pot.
Bitch on my body she throw on my gun.
[Eb] You run, [Bb] don't stop.
You feel that hot you get sucked to the sun.
[Bbm] Like I can't afford I'm not used [Bb] to the love.
Sipping wine, get it shit got me weak.
I'm feeling faint and my body is leaning.
Seeing demons I thought I was dreaming.
[Bbm] God.
_ [C] Like how you love me you don't know the meaning.
[Eb] She don't love me [Bb] she wanna be rich.
Like I cannot show to no bitch.
[Eb] Who to deem [Bb] me and she can't apologize.
[Ab] I'm a rapper but still in the field.
[Bbm] I stayed on the shit that I started.
If you with me you better be real.
So so exiled I can't feel.
Like dirty homie I can't get gold.
I'm a dirty clutching on my 30.
Too many dookies don't know who to pick.
[Bbm] Like yeah I'm sipping on Sprite but it's dirty.
Youngest step but they don't want me to win.
Shorty playing I text [F] to her friend.
She could tell him the shit and she see that I'm lit.
[Bbm] Like everywhere I'm a poet [Bb] of grit.
Damn I don't know when this shit gonna end.
[Bbm] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _