Chords for Lil Durk - 3 Headed Goat feat. Lil Baby & Polo G (Official Audio)

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I'm still getting mad but nigga don't [Dbm] touch me I played [Eb] to the left, they went to the
right, they tried to finesse me Still running around with that blinky, I hope
[E] they don't catch me Probably got ready to die so I [Eb] went to the
next street Play like I'm dumb, as soon as it pop I'm
gonna retire He say I'm hard and he say I'm garbage, I'm
rich regardless We in Miami in the middle of the winter and
[Dbm] we on them jet skis That we in Atlanta, I'm running the [Abm] cannon
and working the red keys I cannot mention my homies inside of my song
cause I know they be trapping a lot I can't [E] keep taking these pills when I'm in
the trenches, they say I be capping [Eb] a lot I know a nigga who said he got rich off the
dope but I know he be acting a lot I know some niggas who said they took down
the city but niggas be lacking a lot
_ That shit was awful, nigga had that dog food [Dbm] That day they shot you, I slid [Abm] on a mongoose
You could not come back around me, you turned your back on me, I cannot forget
[E] The police was lying, they said that they caught you but nigga they made you [Abm] admit
Your name was fine, you put in that work, they took your stick, [E] you a bitch
Fuck my opps, they be on my dick, they all be mad we [Eb] rich
Turn up, I'm a 25, living like a [Abm] boss, riding around with a chauffeur
I don't sell drugs, still be [Eb] paranoid, keep looking over my shoulder
Niggas lying like I'm stealing swag, boy that's [E] my shit like I wrote it _
_ These rappers really nice, hell I'm a different nigga when I'm pissed off
Many say he gon' press up on who, I'ma get the steal like I'm Chris Paul
Back to back suburbs, I'm a big dog, I was in the slums serving fentanyl
Zombie [E] land junkies having withdrawals, I been getting to a lot of missed calls
Turn [Ab] it off, what the fuck is he talking about?
I should slap you for saying he hottest me
I don't know who [E] can fuck me honestly, they know I'm the man so they watching me
Different [Abm] color bands like Monopoly, many must not be using his hair
[E] If he thinking I don't keep a glock with me, that's like suicide
If you play with us, got a better [Eb] chance at the lottery
Call an ambulance from that chopper suite, make the crowd dance choreography
Once I got a plan, ain't no stopping me, three car garage, million dollar crib
With a foreign bitch riding on top of me, lot of people [E] done said I'm on B-shit
Well I guess they owe me an apology
These [Eb] ain't no gas jeans, I dropped out of school, I'm still getting mad but nigga don't test me
I played to the left, they went to the right, they try to finesse me
Still riding around with that bling, I hope [E] they don't catch me
Police ain't ready to spot so [Abm] he went to the next street
Play like I'm dumb, as soon as it pop I'm going to [E] retire
He say I'm hard and he say I'm garbage, I'm [Abm] rich regardless
We in Miami, the middle of the winter and [Dbm] we on them jet skis
The wheel and the limo running and [Eb] counting, I'm working the red key _
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