Joyner Lucas & Chris Brown - Stranger Things Chords

[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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Bottles [Cm] in a bucket full of ice, yeah
Better make room, room, hit a limbo, celebrate
Bitch better believe that I'm a sniper, yeah
You know I'm bout to take you from your man, though, celebrate
Pop up with the chopper, had all the fish and niggas actin' like bitches
And it started up a epidemic, it don't make a difference
Nigga, we [Gm] winnin', I'm plenty grinnin'
Hundred million platinum, [Cm] fuck it, you ain't gotta listen, celebrate
You better step down to me, feel the dick, bitch
Open up your mouth to me, not choke
Talk to the dick honestly, I'm dope, bitch
Comin' like any meanie runny mouth, celebrate
I don't [Ab] like when I lose, if I don't buy her them [Cm] shoes
I don't like those, regulate
Do anything that I want to, and I'm gon' dance on the moon like Michael, elevate
While I'm drivin' and we're walkin' in the sky with some shooters
We jump inside of the Buick, you duck a half in the Rougas
A couple choppers, acoustic, and the guitar when the music is
I'm alive and I use it, get stuck inside of the Cubits
I never lie, but the truth is, I'm fuckin' tired of these losers
And all my life, wonderful, when it's summertime in the juice
But I'd rather die than to lose, it's a matter of time before I lose it
Let's try the chops with the movement, hey, hey, hey, hey
Walk in the trap like a boss, oh
Oh, you know I'm drippin' with the stars, oh
Pretty with a face full of scars, all they did was build me up
They try to take me apart, they ain't never wanna celebrate
Now you have a label, call it out, I heard the chopper make it blue to Macarena
All you niggas see this candy, touch the chip, an hour later
Jolly Ranger, Snicker, Bubblegum, and what I'm not a flavor, get the paper roll, [Ab] celebrate
On the corner, I heard you niggas got the juice, but I got Corona
I got a little Spanish, bitch, I call it Marigona
I join the Lucas, bitch, I'm hotter than the fucker's sona
[Eb] Yeah, I make you niggas [Ab] elevate
All you new niggas don't do it for me, love
Bitch, I'm the professor, you a student to me, whoa
Designer shades on like you're cooler than me, wait
All we do is win, you a loser to me, rappers wanna talk about, battle me
You can give me neck [Cm] with a mouth full of cavities
Bunch of little niggas try grabbing me
5-4-5, boy, you niggas like half of me
You don't [Ab] wanna see the other side of me
Hard to make them happy, all these bitches stay mad at me
I just might take her out to Applebee's
Give her long dick and a strawberry [F] daiquiri
All [Eb] the cheese, K-fat, they re-bubbling while you mumbling
What you utter, stop siding me, what you spin, let me double it
Green robbery to the twins, call them double mints
[Cm] If all you pussy niggas my kids, I'm in trouble
Shout out to my spank you for acting up
Now I'm waking up in your banners, bitch, you're bad as fuck
And all girls don't want bananas, that's your chain that's tucked
You wiggity wack with a strap, you cross-kick, make you jump
I criss-cross with the pump, ain't no bricks in the trunk
Leave that shit for the chump, I still get what I want
Don't wanna believe in my mind, but you believe in my gunk
I'm taking a knee from my side, could give a fuck about that onus
Nigga, look in my eyes, you about to give me my bonus
And every motherfucking record that's a hit, I record it
And every motherfucking snitch or business bitch, they report it
You paid your way for this, say they can't even afford it
75 [Ab] mil, look at [Gb] me now, [Cm] celebrate
And all these bad bitches can't keep their feet down
You don't really wanna see brown
Need to stop all that shit, talk and put the seat down
Jonna, [Ab] I don't really feel these _ _ _ niggas
Time is money, need to fucking run and build these niggas
Vets, so I'm [Cm] finna grill up these niggas
I'ma spill these niggas, I should grill these niggas
Take flex, fresh prints, I could fill these niggas
Oh shit, on the shit, you can smell me nigga
Break ribs, yeah, you don't want no real beef nigga
I say, assalamu alaykum, wanna tear apart some big ass hoe
You acting like a pig, you fucking filthy nigga
Now the police tryna lock me in the prison, said I'm guilty, yes I am
Come and kill me nigga
You must have forgot that I'm psycho
When you on war, say no more
And you fucking black, I do it like Shaw
You better [Eb] be sure, you better be sure
[Cm] I'm the realest nigga that I know
And I'm so bored, I'ma miss this hoe
Save a lot of money on Geico
And neighbors knocking [N] on my door
What the fuck you [Ab] want?
You to my right, listen nigga, man, your business is so sick
And niggas tellin' me how I been living my life
Sick of bumping shoulders, stop running over every motherfucker
Who ain't wanna get in my ride
[Eb] I was watching you shopping
[Ab] Ain't never had this shit in my sight
Now [Fm] I'm popping, I'm popping
Yo bitch keep hitting my line
It's complicated, fucking up with my man
And bitch giving it to [Cm] the savage, it's a sin and time
Putting my face in it, never wasting it
I'ma lay in it, hit it, hit it one more time
And I'ma proceed and play with the music
You know I don't keep my cape on a hoodie
But I keep on losing, it's a doozy
Make a movie if you actin' stupid _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _