Chords for LIL DARKIE - YEAR OF THE CAP (PROD. SOLSA) (MUSIC VIDEO)
Tempo:
116.9 bpm
Chords used:
A
G
F#m
C#
C#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[C#m] Mayday, [A] mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday
That nigga watching this bitch with that AK
Got your head spinning like Beyblade
[Cm] Mayday, my meat grade [D] A
Yo we [C#] payday
Bumper car bitch nigga drippin' like LAYDAY
Mayday, these days nobody will fame me
Nobody knew how they say they
You rid of cap, [F#m] you rid of lie
Popping a cap, you cannot cry
Nobody change, nobody try
What else is new?
Living for why?
Living for who?
Living to die
Living to burn, living to fry
Wait for your turn, open your [G] eyes
Infinite screens, infinite size
I don't give fuck, I don't give fuck about [A] you nigga
I don't even know what you do nigga
Run up on you with a tool nigga
Fix him right up, go to [N] school nigga
Act like a clown, you come off like a fool nigga
I'm in the pool with the clique [F#m] and we cool bigger
Man make a sack nigga, I'm in the bed with your bitch
Red and black nigga [N] lurking in the dark with the crack
I'm in that bitch, yeah
I pay attention, I [C#m] am observant
You don't get [F#m] mentioned, maybe my servant
I am not underground bitch, [C] I've been breaking it
Don't fuck with other sounds, niggas is faking it
I don't wanna see what you doing
[Em] Niggas is mad that they losing
Every nigga that I see ain't doing enough
Always post on [G] the internet, they gon' be up
So I stay [A] on top of my shit
Lil bitch I am glad I [N] don't fit
I am an Indian, I'm not a shit
I am a darky, cute, bad sister spit
Didn't get to pit, not gonna cap
Not gonna lie, we can get down
We can get high, oh I forgot
My kid's also a spit, that be my guy
He has a dick, I have a dick on my waist too
[C#] My girl got pussy but she keep some cake
Ooh [F#m] what, you want a nigga to [G] lie?
Wendigo got the whip, creep of his [N] thigh
Sosa from under, drumming like he could plunder
Without a blunder, uh, you
You cannot keep up the pace
Dillinger got the whip, sleep on his face
Facts, shout out my [A] niggas, that's Ian
Sit in my room and yell until my teeth grit
I jack off into a chit bag
[F#] Niggas too pussy to talk [G] about dicks that [Em] aren't
They drugs, but media fuck blunts
Look at yourself, look at your flaws
Demons tapping in on niggas with bars
[G] Female rappers yelling, make me get hard
Not gonna lie, [A] not gonna front
I'm here [E] to decide, on what [A] you want
I smell your gun, bitch and it's dope
[G] Just like a skunk, bring back punk
[C#] Bring back what?
Nobody talks
See what [E] it does to the block
[A] No one know their neighbors, no one know who gave [G] us everything that we got
This is how every rapper [A] raps
[N] Put a stake in our lead, that shit ain't hot
[G]
That nigga watching this bitch with that AK
Got your head spinning like Beyblade
[Cm] Mayday, my meat grade [D] A
Yo we [C#] payday
Bumper car bitch nigga drippin' like LAYDAY
Mayday, these days nobody will fame me
Nobody knew how they say they
You rid of cap, [F#m] you rid of lie
Popping a cap, you cannot cry
Nobody change, nobody try
What else is new?
Living for why?
Living for who?
Living to die
Living to burn, living to fry
Wait for your turn, open your [G] eyes
Infinite screens, infinite size
I don't give fuck, I don't give fuck about [A] you nigga
I don't even know what you do nigga
Run up on you with a tool nigga
Fix him right up, go to [N] school nigga
Act like a clown, you come off like a fool nigga
I'm in the pool with the clique [F#m] and we cool bigger
Man make a sack nigga, I'm in the bed with your bitch
Red and black nigga [N] lurking in the dark with the crack
I'm in that bitch, yeah
I pay attention, I [C#m] am observant
You don't get [F#m] mentioned, maybe my servant
I am not underground bitch, [C] I've been breaking it
Don't fuck with other sounds, niggas is faking it
I don't wanna see what you doing
[Em] Niggas is mad that they losing
Every nigga that I see ain't doing enough
Always post on [G] the internet, they gon' be up
So I stay [A] on top of my shit
Lil bitch I am glad I [N] don't fit
I am an Indian, I'm not a shit
I am a darky, cute, bad sister spit
Didn't get to pit, not gonna cap
Not gonna lie, we can get down
We can get high, oh I forgot
My kid's also a spit, that be my guy
He has a dick, I have a dick on my waist too
[C#] My girl got pussy but she keep some cake
Ooh [F#m] what, you want a nigga to [G] lie?
Wendigo got the whip, creep of his [N] thigh
Sosa from under, drumming like he could plunder
Without a blunder, uh, you
You cannot keep up the pace
Dillinger got the whip, sleep on his face
Facts, shout out my [A] niggas, that's Ian
Sit in my room and yell until my teeth grit
I jack off into a chit bag
[F#] Niggas too pussy to talk [G] about dicks that [Em] aren't
They drugs, but media fuck blunts
Look at yourself, look at your flaws
Demons tapping in on niggas with bars
[G] Female rappers yelling, make me get hard
Not gonna lie, [A] not gonna front
I'm here [E] to decide, on what [A] you want
I smell your gun, bitch and it's dope
[G] Just like a skunk, bring back punk
[C#] Bring back what?
Nobody talks
See what [E] it does to the block
[A] No one know their neighbors, no one know who gave [G] us everything that we got
This is how every rapper [A] raps
[N] Put a stake in our lead, that shit ain't hot
[G]
Key:
A
G
F#m
C#
C#m
A
G
F#m
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#m] Mayday, [A] mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday
That nigga watching this bitch with that AK
Got your head spinning like Beyblade
[Cm] Mayday, my meat grade [D] A
Yo we [C#] payday
Bumper car bitch nigga drippin' like LAYDAY
Mayday, these days nobody will fame me
Nobody knew how they say they
You rid of cap, [F#m] you rid of lie
Popping a cap, you cannot cry
Nobody change, nobody try
What else is new?
Living for why?
Living for who?
Living to die
Living to burn, living to fry
Wait for your turn, open your [G] eyes
Infinite screens, infinite size
I don't give fuck, I don't give fuck about [A] you nigga
I don't even know what you do nigga
Run up on you with a tool nigga
Fix him right up, go to [N] school nigga
Act like a clown, you come off like a fool nigga
I'm in the pool with the clique [F#m] and we cool bigger
Man make a sack nigga, I'm in the bed with your bitch
Red and black nigga [N] lurking in the dark with the crack
I'm in that bitch, yeah
I pay attention, I [C#m] am observant
You don't get [F#m] mentioned, maybe my servant
I am not underground bitch, [C] I've been breaking it
Don't fuck with other sounds, niggas is faking it
I don't wanna see what you doing
[Em] Niggas is mad that they losing
Every nigga that I see ain't doing enough
Always post on [G] the internet, they gon' be up
So I stay [A] on top of my shit
Lil bitch I am glad I [N] don't fit
I am an Indian, I'm not a shit
I am a darky, cute, bad sister spit
Didn't get to pit, not gonna cap
Not gonna lie, we can get down
We can get high, oh I forgot
My kid's also a spit, that be my guy
He has a dick, I have a dick on my waist too
[C#] My girl got pussy but she keep some cake
Ooh [F#m] what, you want a nigga to [G] lie?
Wendigo got the whip, creep of his [N] thigh
Sosa from under, drumming like he could plunder
Without a blunder, uh, you
You cannot keep up the pace
Dillinger got the whip, sleep on his face
Facts, shout out my [A] niggas, that's Ian
Sit in my room and yell until my teeth grit
I jack off into a chit bag
[F#] Niggas too pussy to talk [G] about dicks that [Em] aren't
They drugs, but media fuck blunts
Look at yourself, look at your flaws
Demons tapping in on niggas with bars
[G] Female rappers yelling, make me get hard
Not gonna lie, [A] not gonna front
I'm here [E] to decide, on what [A] you want
I smell your gun, bitch and it's dope
[G] Just like a skunk, bring back punk
[C#] Bring back what?
Nobody talks
See what [E] it does to the block
[A] No one know their neighbors, no one know who gave [G] us everything that we got
This is how every rapper [A] raps
[N] Put a stake in our lead, that shit ain't hot _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ [C#m] Mayday, [A] mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday
That nigga watching this bitch with that AK
Got your head spinning like Beyblade
[Cm] Mayday, my meat grade [D] A
Yo we [C#] payday
Bumper car bitch nigga drippin' like LAYDAY
Mayday, these days nobody will fame me
Nobody knew how they say they
You rid of cap, [F#m] you rid of lie
Popping a cap, you cannot cry
Nobody change, nobody try
What else is new?
Living for why?
Living for who?
Living to die
Living to burn, living to fry
Wait for your turn, open your [G] eyes
Infinite screens, infinite size
I don't give fuck, I don't give fuck about [A] you nigga
I don't even know what you do nigga
Run up on you with a tool nigga
Fix him right up, go to [N] school nigga
Act like a clown, you come off like a fool nigga
I'm in the pool with the clique [F#m] and we cool bigger
Man make a sack nigga, I'm in the bed with your bitch
Red and black nigga [N] lurking in the dark with the crack
I'm in that bitch, yeah
I pay attention, I [C#m] am observant
You don't get [F#m] mentioned, maybe my servant
I am not underground bitch, [C] I've been breaking it
Don't fuck with other sounds, niggas is faking it
I don't wanna see what you doing
[Em] Niggas is mad that they losing
Every nigga that I see ain't doing enough
Always post on [G] the internet, they gon' be up
So I stay [A] on top of my shit
Lil bitch I am glad I [N] don't fit
I am an Indian, I'm not a shit
I am a darky, cute, bad sister spit
Didn't get to pit, not gonna cap
Not gonna lie, we can get down
We can get high, oh I forgot
My kid's also a spit, that be my guy
He has a dick, I have a dick on my waist too
[C#] My girl got pussy but she keep some cake
Ooh [F#m] what, you want a nigga to [G] lie?
Wendigo got the whip, creep of his [N] thigh
Sosa from under, drumming like he could plunder
Without a blunder, uh, you
You cannot keep up the pace
Dillinger got the whip, sleep on his face
Facts, shout out my [A] niggas, that's Ian
Sit in my room and yell until my teeth grit
I jack off into a chit bag
[F#] Niggas too pussy to talk [G] about dicks that [Em] aren't
They drugs, but media fuck blunts
Look at yourself, look at your flaws
Demons tapping in on niggas with bars
[G] Female rappers yelling, make me get hard
Not gonna lie, [A] not gonna front
I'm here [E] to decide, on what [A] you want
I smell your gun, bitch and it's dope
[G] Just like a skunk, bring back punk
[C#] Bring back what?
Nobody talks
See what [E] it does to the block
[A] No one know their neighbors, no one know who gave [G] us everything that we got
This is how every rapper [A] raps
[N] Put a stake in our lead, that shit ain't hot _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] _ _