Chords for Joyner Lucas - What's Poppin Remix (What's Gucci)
Tempo:
75.75 bpm
Chords used:
Em
G
D
A#
F#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
What's Gucci?
Boston bitch, she bougie.
Yeah, you goofy.
Told niggas you don't like me, show me.
And if you don't wanna fight me, sue me.
Guarantee niggas won't like the new me.
This feel like a Spike Lee movie.
Room full of hoes and I might get choosy.
Please excuse me.
All of my moves are carefully planned.
Don't play with me, I'm a family man.
I put your bitch on my family plan.
My mansion lookin' like Fantasyland.
I bought a beach and some Canada sand.
All of my moves are carefully planned.
I'm two steps ahead like that Darien [Em] scan.
Now hand me [G] the bands.
You in the crib and I'm here with the fans.
[Em] My bitch got titties like Pamela Ann.
And she wanna fuck in the den of this van.
I'm bout to turn to a cycle.
You bout to see my true colors like Michael.
I'm bout to pick niggas up with a rifle.
I never lit niggas up but I might though.
I'm a cool nigga but I can get spiteful.
I'm bout to fuck this shit up like a typo.
You do not know me, no we ain't related.
And we ain't got mutual friends that I might know.
I don't wanna be acquainted regardless.
Every bitch I ever been with told me I'm heartless.
I don't trust a single motherfucker from cautious.
I can never win, they want me up in the car.
The week before I started winning, I had a couple of losses.
Had to make a living out my mother's apartment.
Wasn't too much opportunity to come up in Boston.
[D] I was over the talk and I was [Em] bringing out drops.
I'm stuck in the office.
Oh God, I was outside running and walking nonstop.
On a dark block, ducking and dodging [G] all cops.
Said they all stop, bucking and sparking [Em] all glocks.
Till my heart stops working in ten breaths.
I bench press any fuck nigga relentless.
I've been dead.
I ain't put you niggas to bed yet.
The bed wet, this a wet dream of wet sex for retinacs.
Why am I not allowed to fail to feel free?
I learn from God whatever will just will be.
I bet you probably wanna kill to kill me.
The cops who killed Breonna Taylor still free.
And George Floyd will probably kill to still breathe.
How many black lives gonna kill to kill me?
I protest but we still feel no real peace.
And here no real leaves, I still don't feel free.
And man I ain't fucked up rules.
Got a fucked up [A#] head with some fucked up screws.
Bitch please don't put me in a fucked up mood.
Got [F#] 29's and we play duck duck goose.
Better jump [Em] up move for a bump rush.
Niggas get loved up too I'm in a fucked up mood.
I don't even trust me, why the fuck trust you?
Three deep in your crib like a drug bust.
One plus two nigga.
I'm with the fam.
Bitch you a pig I don't fuck with no ham.
All y'all asleep and I'm tucking you in.
I built the label to up the advance.
Please don't compare me to none of these scrams.
I'm building my brand you stuck in the ground.
I took advantage and stuck to the plan.
Fuck is you saying?
Yo, where's Gucci?
Boston bitch she bougie.
Look, you goofy.
So niggas your life you shoot me.
And if you don't wanna fight me, sue me.
Guarantee niggas won't like the new me.
This feel like a Spike Lee movie.
Where's Gucci?
[N]
Boston bitch, she bougie.
Yeah, you goofy.
Told niggas you don't like me, show me.
And if you don't wanna fight me, sue me.
Guarantee niggas won't like the new me.
This feel like a Spike Lee movie.
Room full of hoes and I might get choosy.
Please excuse me.
All of my moves are carefully planned.
Don't play with me, I'm a family man.
I put your bitch on my family plan.
My mansion lookin' like Fantasyland.
I bought a beach and some Canada sand.
All of my moves are carefully planned.
I'm two steps ahead like that Darien [Em] scan.
Now hand me [G] the bands.
You in the crib and I'm here with the fans.
[Em] My bitch got titties like Pamela Ann.
And she wanna fuck in the den of this van.
I'm bout to turn to a cycle.
You bout to see my true colors like Michael.
I'm bout to pick niggas up with a rifle.
I never lit niggas up but I might though.
I'm a cool nigga but I can get spiteful.
I'm bout to fuck this shit up like a typo.
You do not know me, no we ain't related.
And we ain't got mutual friends that I might know.
I don't wanna be acquainted regardless.
Every bitch I ever been with told me I'm heartless.
I don't trust a single motherfucker from cautious.
I can never win, they want me up in the car.
The week before I started winning, I had a couple of losses.
Had to make a living out my mother's apartment.
Wasn't too much opportunity to come up in Boston.
[D] I was over the talk and I was [Em] bringing out drops.
I'm stuck in the office.
Oh God, I was outside running and walking nonstop.
On a dark block, ducking and dodging [G] all cops.
Said they all stop, bucking and sparking [Em] all glocks.
Till my heart stops working in ten breaths.
I bench press any fuck nigga relentless.
I've been dead.
I ain't put you niggas to bed yet.
The bed wet, this a wet dream of wet sex for retinacs.
Why am I not allowed to fail to feel free?
I learn from God whatever will just will be.
I bet you probably wanna kill to kill me.
The cops who killed Breonna Taylor still free.
And George Floyd will probably kill to still breathe.
How many black lives gonna kill to kill me?
I protest but we still feel no real peace.
And here no real leaves, I still don't feel free.
And man I ain't fucked up rules.
Got a fucked up [A#] head with some fucked up screws.
Bitch please don't put me in a fucked up mood.
Got [F#] 29's and we play duck duck goose.
Better jump [Em] up move for a bump rush.
Niggas get loved up too I'm in a fucked up mood.
I don't even trust me, why the fuck trust you?
Three deep in your crib like a drug bust.
One plus two nigga.
I'm with the fam.
Bitch you a pig I don't fuck with no ham.
All y'all asleep and I'm tucking you in.
I built the label to up the advance.
Please don't compare me to none of these scrams.
I'm building my brand you stuck in the ground.
I took advantage and stuck to the plan.
Fuck is you saying?
Yo, where's Gucci?
Boston bitch she bougie.
Look, you goofy.
So niggas your life you shoot me.
And if you don't wanna fight me, sue me.
Guarantee niggas won't like the new me.
This feel like a Spike Lee movie.
Where's Gucci?
[N]
Key:
Em
G
D
A#
F#
Em
G
D
What's Gucci?
Boston bitch, she bougie.
Yeah, you goofy.
Told niggas you don't like me, show me.
And if you don't wanna fight me, sue me.
Guarantee niggas won't like the new me.
This feel like a Spike Lee movie.
Room full of hoes and I might get choosy.
Please excuse me.
All of my moves are carefully planned.
Don't play with me, I'm a family man.
I put your bitch on my family plan.
My mansion lookin' like Fantasyland.
I bought a beach and some Canada sand.
All of my moves are carefully planned.
I'm two steps ahead like that Darien [Em] scan.
Now hand me [G] the bands.
You in the crib and I'm here with the fans.
[Em] My bitch got titties like Pamela Ann.
And she wanna fuck in the den of this van.
I'm bout to turn to a cycle.
You bout to see my true colors like Michael.
I'm bout to pick niggas up with a rifle.
I never lit niggas up but I might though.
I'm a cool nigga but I can get spiteful.
I'm bout to fuck this shit up like a typo.
You do not know me, no we ain't related.
And we ain't got mutual friends that I might know.
I don't wanna be acquainted regardless.
Every bitch I ever been with told me I'm heartless.
I don't trust a single motherfucker from cautious.
I can never win, they want me up in the car.
The week before I started winning, I had a couple of losses.
Had to make a living out my mother's apartment.
Wasn't too much opportunity to come up in Boston.
[D] I was over the talk and I was [Em] bringing out drops.
I'm stuck in the office.
Oh God, I was outside running and walking nonstop.
On a dark block, ducking and dodging [G] all cops.
Said they all stop, bucking and sparking [Em] all glocks.
Till my heart stops working in ten breaths.
I bench press any fuck nigga relentless.
I've been dead.
I ain't put you niggas to bed yet.
The bed wet, this a wet dream of wet sex for retinacs.
Why am I not allowed to fail to feel free?
I learn from God whatever will just will be.
I bet you probably wanna kill to kill me.
The cops who killed Breonna Taylor still free.
And George Floyd will probably kill to still breathe.
How many black lives gonna kill to kill me?
I protest but we still feel no real peace.
And here no real leaves, I still don't feel free.
And man I ain't fucked up rules.
Got a fucked up [A#] head with some fucked up screws.
Bitch please don't put me in a fucked up mood.
Got [F#] 29's and we play duck duck goose.
Better jump [Em] up move for a bump rush.
Niggas get loved up too I'm in a fucked up mood.
I don't even trust me, why the fuck trust you?
Three deep in your crib like a drug bust.
One plus two nigga.
I'm with the fam.
Bitch you a pig I don't fuck with no ham.
All y'all asleep and I'm tucking you in.
I built the label to up the advance.
Please don't compare me to none of these scrams.
I'm building my brand you stuck in the ground.
I took advantage and stuck to the plan.
Fuck is you saying?
Yo, where's Gucci?
Boston bitch she bougie.
Look, you goofy.
So niggas your life you shoot me.
And if you don't wanna fight me, sue me.
Guarantee niggas won't like the new me.
This feel like a Spike Lee movie.
Where's Gucci? _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
Boston bitch, she bougie.
Yeah, you goofy.
Told niggas you don't like me, show me.
And if you don't wanna fight me, sue me.
Guarantee niggas won't like the new me.
This feel like a Spike Lee movie.
Room full of hoes and I might get choosy.
Please excuse me.
All of my moves are carefully planned.
Don't play with me, I'm a family man.
I put your bitch on my family plan.
My mansion lookin' like Fantasyland.
I bought a beach and some Canada sand.
All of my moves are carefully planned.
I'm two steps ahead like that Darien [Em] scan.
Now hand me [G] the bands.
You in the crib and I'm here with the fans.
[Em] My bitch got titties like Pamela Ann.
And she wanna fuck in the den of this van.
I'm bout to turn to a cycle.
You bout to see my true colors like Michael.
I'm bout to pick niggas up with a rifle.
I never lit niggas up but I might though.
I'm a cool nigga but I can get spiteful.
I'm bout to fuck this shit up like a typo.
You do not know me, no we ain't related.
And we ain't got mutual friends that I might know.
I don't wanna be acquainted regardless.
Every bitch I ever been with told me I'm heartless.
I don't trust a single motherfucker from cautious.
I can never win, they want me up in the car.
The week before I started winning, I had a couple of losses.
Had to make a living out my mother's apartment.
Wasn't too much opportunity to come up in Boston.
[D] I was over the talk and I was [Em] bringing out drops.
I'm stuck in the office.
Oh God, I was outside running and walking nonstop.
On a dark block, ducking and dodging [G] all cops.
Said they all stop, bucking and sparking [Em] all glocks.
Till my heart stops working in ten breaths.
I bench press any fuck nigga relentless.
I've been dead.
I ain't put you niggas to bed yet.
The bed wet, this a wet dream of wet sex for retinacs.
Why am I not allowed to fail to feel free?
I learn from God whatever will just will be.
I bet you probably wanna kill to kill me.
The cops who killed Breonna Taylor still free.
And George Floyd will probably kill to still breathe.
How many black lives gonna kill to kill me?
I protest but we still feel no real peace.
And here no real leaves, I still don't feel free.
And man I ain't fucked up rules.
Got a fucked up [A#] head with some fucked up screws.
Bitch please don't put me in a fucked up mood.
Got [F#] 29's and we play duck duck goose.
Better jump [Em] up move for a bump rush.
Niggas get loved up too I'm in a fucked up mood.
I don't even trust me, why the fuck trust you?
Three deep in your crib like a drug bust.
One plus two nigga.
I'm with the fam.
Bitch you a pig I don't fuck with no ham.
All y'all asleep and I'm tucking you in.
I built the label to up the advance.
Please don't compare me to none of these scrams.
I'm building my brand you stuck in the ground.
I took advantage and stuck to the plan.
Fuck is you saying?
Yo, where's Gucci?
Boston bitch she bougie.
Look, you goofy.
So niggas your life you shoot me.
And if you don't wanna fight me, sue me.
Guarantee niggas won't like the new me.
This feel like a Spike Lee movie.
Where's Gucci? _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _