Chords for LIL DARKIE x BRUHMANEGOD x CXRPSE - 1000MILES (PROD. LEVEL) (MUSIC VIDEO)
Tempo:
106.55 bpm
Chords used:
Fm
Db
F
Bbm
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Gb]
Top down, [Ab]
[Db] [F] moving down the street a dozen [Fm] miles an hour
Round town, I've been hopping [Db] in a plane
The power of [Bb] loud sound in my head
I'm trying [Bb] to drive up the south
Car [G] moving down the street a million miles [Bbm] an hour
Car moving down the street a million [Fm] miles an hour
[G] Car moving down the street a million miles an hour
[Bbm] Keep no [Fm] keys, just hot white
I wanna be nice but all y'all tracks are not fire
It's not [Db] out of spite
A million on the dash, no pop tight
I gotta get right [Fm] here, checkpoints like a [Bbm] bonfire
Ride right past the sunset, I wanna [Fm] get close to fuck home
We [Db] ain't done yet, it never gets older
All the folk out come, we got dirt on the [Fm] shoulder
That's the one we could do much less, but none of us fuck
[Bbm] It's like every day, nothing is the same
If you keep [Fm] a pace, everything will [Db] change
I can't put a face to your fucking name
Focus get arranged, with this [Bbm] fight again
Car moving down the street a [Bbm] million miles [Fm] an hour
Car moving down [F] the street a million miles an hour
[Fm] [F]
[Eb] [Fm] I've been hopping in a plane
The power of [F] loud sound in my head
I'm trying to drive up [Fm] the south
[Cm] Car moving [Bb] down the street a million [Fm] miles an hour
I feel no [F] fate, no man, no [Fm] place
I hear you say, I'll hear no [Db] way
I'll stand my right to the beat [F] of the drum
I'm feeling [Bbm] great, if it was some night
Why you wanna talk about a dick under [F] gloves?
I just wanna have [Bbm] your bitch sick on the tip [Db] of my tongue
Fucking nigga barking for I don't see you on the [Fm] block
And if you got a addy, drop a [Bbm] hit, boring as hell
I'm [F] moving down the street a thousand miles an hour
Round [Bbm] town, I'm hopping in a plane
The [Fm] power of loud sound in my head
I'm trying to drown out the sour call
[G] Moving down the street a million [Db] miles an hour
[Bb] [Fm]
[Gb] Yeah, this nigga throw a mallet at me, boy Yeah, [F] yeah
I'm with the gang on the freeway
It's a relay
So much bank we buy an e [Cm]-bay
So much [F] money we eating out of a cheese cake
Everybody here but a young nigga could dream [Fm] it
Spider [Bbm] gang we smoking green
[Db] Top down through your city while you sitting sipping [Fm] lean
Going out, who won?
You said [Db] I'm fucking fiend
Drunk in me and BMG, yeah, I'm with the gang on [Bb]
[Cm] me
On the freeway
[F] [Db] [Cm] [Fm]
[F] [Eb] [Db]
[Fm] [Bbm]
Top down, [Ab]
[Db] [F] moving down the street a dozen [Fm] miles an hour
Round town, I've been hopping [Db] in a plane
The power of [Bb] loud sound in my head
I'm trying [Bb] to drive up the south
Car [G] moving down the street a million miles [Bbm] an hour
Car moving down the street a million [Fm] miles an hour
[G] Car moving down the street a million miles an hour
[Bbm] Keep no [Fm] keys, just hot white
I wanna be nice but all y'all tracks are not fire
It's not [Db] out of spite
A million on the dash, no pop tight
I gotta get right [Fm] here, checkpoints like a [Bbm] bonfire
Ride right past the sunset, I wanna [Fm] get close to fuck home
We [Db] ain't done yet, it never gets older
All the folk out come, we got dirt on the [Fm] shoulder
That's the one we could do much less, but none of us fuck
[Bbm] It's like every day, nothing is the same
If you keep [Fm] a pace, everything will [Db] change
I can't put a face to your fucking name
Focus get arranged, with this [Bbm] fight again
Car moving down the street a [Bbm] million miles [Fm] an hour
Car moving down [F] the street a million miles an hour
[Fm] [F]
[Eb] [Fm] I've been hopping in a plane
The power of [F] loud sound in my head
I'm trying to drive up [Fm] the south
[Cm] Car moving [Bb] down the street a million [Fm] miles an hour
I feel no [F] fate, no man, no [Fm] place
I hear you say, I'll hear no [Db] way
I'll stand my right to the beat [F] of the drum
I'm feeling [Bbm] great, if it was some night
Why you wanna talk about a dick under [F] gloves?
I just wanna have [Bbm] your bitch sick on the tip [Db] of my tongue
Fucking nigga barking for I don't see you on the [Fm] block
And if you got a addy, drop a [Bbm] hit, boring as hell
I'm [F] moving down the street a thousand miles an hour
Round [Bbm] town, I'm hopping in a plane
The [Fm] power of loud sound in my head
I'm trying to drown out the sour call
[G] Moving down the street a million [Db] miles an hour
[Bb] [Fm]
[Gb] Yeah, this nigga throw a mallet at me, boy Yeah, [F] yeah
I'm with the gang on the freeway
It's a relay
So much bank we buy an e [Cm]-bay
So much [F] money we eating out of a cheese cake
Everybody here but a young nigga could dream [Fm] it
Spider [Bbm] gang we smoking green
[Db] Top down through your city while you sitting sipping [Fm] lean
Going out, who won?
You said [Db] I'm fucking fiend
Drunk in me and BMG, yeah, I'm with the gang on [Bb]
[Cm] me
On the freeway
[F] [Db] [Cm] [Fm]
[F] [Eb] [Db]
[Fm] [Bbm]
Key:
Fm
Db
F
Bbm
Bb
Fm
Db
F
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _
Top down, _ [Ab] _ _ _
[Db] _ _ _ _ [F] moving down the street a dozen [Fm] miles an hour
Round town, I've been hopping [Db] in a plane
The power of [Bb] loud sound in my head
I'm trying [Bb] to drive up the south
Car [G] moving down the street a million miles [Bbm] an hour
Car moving down the street a million [Fm] miles an hour
[G] Car moving down the street a million miles an hour
[Bbm] Keep no [Fm] keys, just hot white
I wanna be nice but all y'all tracks are not fire
It's not [Db] out of spite
A million on the dash, no pop tight
I gotta get right [Fm] here, checkpoints like a [Bbm] bonfire
Ride right past the sunset, I wanna [Fm] get close to fuck home
We [Db] ain't done yet, it never gets older
All the folk out come, we got dirt on the [Fm] shoulder
That's the one we could do much less, but none of us fuck
[Bbm] It's like every day, nothing is the same
If you keep [Fm] a pace, everything will [Db] change
I can't put a face to your fucking name
Focus get arranged, with this [Bbm] fight again
Car _ moving down the street a [Bbm] million miles [Fm] an hour
Car moving down [F] the street a million miles an hour _
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Fm] I've been hopping in a plane
The power of [F] loud sound in my head
I'm trying to drive up [Fm] the south
[Cm] Car moving [Bb] down the street a million [Fm] miles an hour
I feel no [F] fate, no man, no [Fm] place
I hear you say, I'll hear no [Db] way
I'll stand my right to the beat [F] of the drum
I'm feeling [Bbm] great, if it was some night
Why you wanna talk about a dick under [F] gloves?
I just wanna have [Bbm] your bitch sick on the tip [Db] of my tongue
Fucking nigga barking for I don't see you on the [Fm] block
And if you got a addy, drop a [Bbm] hit, boring as hell
I'm [F] moving down the street a thousand miles an hour
Round [Bbm] town, I'm hopping in a plane
The [Fm] power of loud sound in my head
I'm trying to drown out the sour call
[G] Moving down the street a million [Db] miles an hour _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _
[Gb] Yeah, this nigga throw a mallet at me, boy Yeah, [F] yeah
I'm with the gang on the freeway
It's a relay
So much bank we buy an e [Cm]-bay
So much [F] money we eating out of a cheese cake
Everybody here but a young nigga could dream [Fm] it
Spider [Bbm] gang we smoking green
[Db] Top down through your city while you sitting sipping [Fm] lean
Going out, who won?
You said [Db] I'm fucking fiend
Drunk in me and BMG, yeah, I'm with the gang on [Bb]
[Cm] me
On the freeway
_ [F] _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Db] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _
Top down, _ [Ab] _ _ _
[Db] _ _ _ _ [F] moving down the street a dozen [Fm] miles an hour
Round town, I've been hopping [Db] in a plane
The power of [Bb] loud sound in my head
I'm trying [Bb] to drive up the south
Car [G] moving down the street a million miles [Bbm] an hour
Car moving down the street a million [Fm] miles an hour
[G] Car moving down the street a million miles an hour
[Bbm] Keep no [Fm] keys, just hot white
I wanna be nice but all y'all tracks are not fire
It's not [Db] out of spite
A million on the dash, no pop tight
I gotta get right [Fm] here, checkpoints like a [Bbm] bonfire
Ride right past the sunset, I wanna [Fm] get close to fuck home
We [Db] ain't done yet, it never gets older
All the folk out come, we got dirt on the [Fm] shoulder
That's the one we could do much less, but none of us fuck
[Bbm] It's like every day, nothing is the same
If you keep [Fm] a pace, everything will [Db] change
I can't put a face to your fucking name
Focus get arranged, with this [Bbm] fight again
Car _ moving down the street a [Bbm] million miles [Fm] an hour
Car moving down [F] the street a million miles an hour _
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [F] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Fm] I've been hopping in a plane
The power of [F] loud sound in my head
I'm trying to drive up [Fm] the south
[Cm] Car moving [Bb] down the street a million [Fm] miles an hour
I feel no [F] fate, no man, no [Fm] place
I hear you say, I'll hear no [Db] way
I'll stand my right to the beat [F] of the drum
I'm feeling [Bbm] great, if it was some night
Why you wanna talk about a dick under [F] gloves?
I just wanna have [Bbm] your bitch sick on the tip [Db] of my tongue
Fucking nigga barking for I don't see you on the [Fm] block
And if you got a addy, drop a [Bbm] hit, boring as hell
I'm [F] moving down the street a thousand miles an hour
Round [Bbm] town, I'm hopping in a plane
The [Fm] power of loud sound in my head
I'm trying to drown out the sour call
[G] Moving down the street a million [Db] miles an hour _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _
[Gb] Yeah, this nigga throw a mallet at me, boy Yeah, [F] yeah
I'm with the gang on the freeway
It's a relay
So much bank we buy an e [Cm]-bay
So much [F] money we eating out of a cheese cake
Everybody here but a young nigga could dream [Fm] it
Spider [Bbm] gang we smoking green
[Db] Top down through your city while you sitting sipping [Fm] lean
Going out, who won?
You said [Db] I'm fucking fiend
Drunk in me and BMG, yeah, I'm with the gang on [Bb]
[Cm] me
On the freeway
_ [F] _ _ _ [Db] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Db] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _