Chords for Internet Money – Blast Off Feat. Juice Wrld & Trippie Redd (Official Music Video)
Tempo:
98.7 bpm
Chords used:
C
Dm
Bb
F
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Internet money, bitch!
[Bb] [G]
[C] [Dm] [Bb]
[G] [C] Nick, you're stupid.
[Dm]
[Bb] [F] [C]
[Dm] [Bb] [F]
[C] [Dm] [Bb]
[F] [C] [Dm]
[Bb] [F] [C]
[Dm] I can not show these [Bb] bitches no sympathy.
[F] All these niggas, they simps and they hella [C] bitch to [Dm] me.
Always just fortune, they [Bb] got the remedy.
Fuck [F] that bitch and then dip, I [C] got them chips to receive, [Dm] yeah.
Baby, come and have [Bb] a blast with [F] me.
Do everything I say [C] like your majesty.
[Dm] Fuck with the gang [Bb] and it be a tragedy.
[F] Fuck with my shooters, they in [C] the back with [Dm] me.
You pick that knife up [Bb] and you stab me.
Wish [F] it was a paper cut [C] but it's a gash, I [Dm] bleed out.
And the [Bb] way you keep harassing [F] me.
It's a shame, that's the way [C] that it has to be, [Dm] oh.
[Bb] Time is of the essence, [G] you know damn well you bring [C] hell.
I should call the [Dm] reverend, Devin Horne's on an [Bb] angel.
Still haven't learned my lesson, [F] we're a mess.
And our [C] lives are all, [Dm] hey, toxic, toxic, [Bb] toxic.
The [F] most beautiful things grow old [C] and start rotting.
I should've turned [Dm] away when I found [Bb] out you were demonic.
Let's [F] be honest, you're the [C] devil's daughter.
[Dm] I'm a head of your father.
[Gm] He owe me [G] $20.
We [C] gon' run through hell with like 20 [Dm] hundred choppers.
We gon' give [Bb] him hell when I put [G] that on my mama.
Me and [C] Trippie Redd, booing back in the [Dm] Bahamas.
Baby, come [Bb] and have a blast with [F] me.
Do everything I say [C] like your majesty.
[Dm] Fuck with the gang and it [Bb] be a tragedy.
[F] Fuck with my shooters, [C] they in the back with [Dm] me.
Fuck with me baby, come get this bag with [F] me.
Been alone for a minute, that [C] shit been dragging me.
[Dm] Craving your [Bb] love, it's heart attacking me.
[C] Tryna get [F] in that pussy, baby, [C] that mac and [Dm] cheese.
[Bb] [F] [C] [Dm]
[Bb] [F] [C]
[Dm] [Bb] [F]
[Bb] [G]
[C] [Dm] [Bb]
[G] [C] Nick, you're stupid.
[Dm]
[Bb] [F] [C]
[Dm] [Bb] [F]
[C] [Dm] [Bb]
[F] [C] [Dm]
[Bb] [F] [C]
[Dm] I can not show these [Bb] bitches no sympathy.
[F] All these niggas, they simps and they hella [C] bitch to [Dm] me.
Always just fortune, they [Bb] got the remedy.
Fuck [F] that bitch and then dip, I [C] got them chips to receive, [Dm] yeah.
Baby, come and have [Bb] a blast with [F] me.
Do everything I say [C] like your majesty.
[Dm] Fuck with the gang [Bb] and it be a tragedy.
[F] Fuck with my shooters, they in [C] the back with [Dm] me.
You pick that knife up [Bb] and you stab me.
Wish [F] it was a paper cut [C] but it's a gash, I [Dm] bleed out.
And the [Bb] way you keep harassing [F] me.
It's a shame, that's the way [C] that it has to be, [Dm] oh.
[Bb] Time is of the essence, [G] you know damn well you bring [C] hell.
I should call the [Dm] reverend, Devin Horne's on an [Bb] angel.
Still haven't learned my lesson, [F] we're a mess.
And our [C] lives are all, [Dm] hey, toxic, toxic, [Bb] toxic.
The [F] most beautiful things grow old [C] and start rotting.
I should've turned [Dm] away when I found [Bb] out you were demonic.
Let's [F] be honest, you're the [C] devil's daughter.
[Dm] I'm a head of your father.
[Gm] He owe me [G] $20.
We [C] gon' run through hell with like 20 [Dm] hundred choppers.
We gon' give [Bb] him hell when I put [G] that on my mama.
Me and [C] Trippie Redd, booing back in the [Dm] Bahamas.
Baby, come [Bb] and have a blast with [F] me.
Do everything I say [C] like your majesty.
[Dm] Fuck with the gang and it [Bb] be a tragedy.
[F] Fuck with my shooters, [C] they in the back with [Dm] me.
Fuck with me baby, come get this bag with [F] me.
Been alone for a minute, that [C] shit been dragging me.
[Dm] Craving your [Bb] love, it's heart attacking me.
[C] Tryna get [F] in that pussy, baby, [C] that mac and [Dm] cheese.
[Bb] [F] [C] [Dm]
[Bb] [F] [C]
[Dm] [Bb] [F]
Key:
C
Dm
Bb
F
G
C
Dm
Bb
_ _ _ Internet money, bitch! _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[G] _ _ [C] Nick, you're stupid.
[Dm] _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
[C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ [C] _ _
[Dm] I can not show these [Bb] bitches no sympathy.
[F] All these niggas, they simps and they hella [C] bitch to [Dm] me.
Always just fortune, they [Bb] got the remedy.
Fuck [F] that bitch and then dip, I [C] got them chips to receive, [Dm] yeah.
Baby, come and have [Bb] a blast with [F] me.
Do everything I say [C] like your majesty.
[Dm] Fuck with the gang [Bb] and it be a tragedy.
[F] Fuck with my shooters, they in [C] the back with [Dm] me.
You pick that knife up [Bb] and you stab me.
Wish [F] it was a paper cut [C] but it's a gash, I [Dm] bleed out.
And the [Bb] way you keep harassing [F] me.
It's a shame, that's the way [C] that it has to be, [Dm] oh.
_ [Bb] Time is of the essence, [G] you know damn well you bring [C] hell.
I should call the [Dm] reverend, Devin Horne's on an [Bb] angel.
Still haven't learned my lesson, [F] we're a mess.
And our [C] lives are all, [Dm] hey, toxic, toxic, [Bb] toxic.
The [F] most beautiful things grow old [C] and start rotting.
I should've turned [Dm] away when I found [Bb] out you were demonic.
Let's [F] be honest, you're the [C] devil's daughter.
[Dm] I'm a head of your father.
_ [Gm] He owe me [G] $20.
We [C] gon' run through hell with like 20 [Dm] hundred choppers.
We gon' give [Bb] him hell when I put [G] that on my mama.
Me and [C] Trippie Redd, booing back in the [Dm] Bahamas.
Baby, come [Bb] and have a blast with [F] me.
Do everything I say [C] like your majesty.
[Dm] Fuck with the gang and it [Bb] be a tragedy.
[F] Fuck with my shooters, [C] they in the back with [Dm] me.
Fuck with me baby, come get this bag with [F] me.
Been alone for a minute, that [C] shit been dragging me.
[Dm] Craving your [Bb] love, it's heart attacking me.
[C] Tryna get [F] in that pussy, baby, [C] that mac and [Dm] cheese.
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[G] _ _ [C] Nick, you're stupid.
[Dm] _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
[C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ [C] _ _
[Dm] I can not show these [Bb] bitches no sympathy.
[F] All these niggas, they simps and they hella [C] bitch to [Dm] me.
Always just fortune, they [Bb] got the remedy.
Fuck [F] that bitch and then dip, I [C] got them chips to receive, [Dm] yeah.
Baby, come and have [Bb] a blast with [F] me.
Do everything I say [C] like your majesty.
[Dm] Fuck with the gang [Bb] and it be a tragedy.
[F] Fuck with my shooters, they in [C] the back with [Dm] me.
You pick that knife up [Bb] and you stab me.
Wish [F] it was a paper cut [C] but it's a gash, I [Dm] bleed out.
And the [Bb] way you keep harassing [F] me.
It's a shame, that's the way [C] that it has to be, [Dm] oh.
_ [Bb] Time is of the essence, [G] you know damn well you bring [C] hell.
I should call the [Dm] reverend, Devin Horne's on an [Bb] angel.
Still haven't learned my lesson, [F] we're a mess.
And our [C] lives are all, [Dm] hey, toxic, toxic, [Bb] toxic.
The [F] most beautiful things grow old [C] and start rotting.
I should've turned [Dm] away when I found [Bb] out you were demonic.
Let's [F] be honest, you're the [C] devil's daughter.
[Dm] I'm a head of your father.
_ [Gm] He owe me [G] $20.
We [C] gon' run through hell with like 20 [Dm] hundred choppers.
We gon' give [Bb] him hell when I put [G] that on my mama.
Me and [C] Trippie Redd, booing back in the [Dm] Bahamas.
Baby, come [Bb] and have a blast with [F] me.
Do everything I say [C] like your majesty.
[Dm] Fuck with the gang and it [Bb] be a tragedy.
[F] Fuck with my shooters, [C] they in the back with [Dm] me.
Fuck with me baby, come get this bag with [F] me.
Been alone for a minute, that [C] shit been dragging me.
[Dm] Craving your [Bb] love, it's heart attacking me.
[C] Tryna get [F] in that pussy, baby, [C] that mac and [Dm] cheese.
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [F] _ _ _