Chords for Lil Durk - Benihana ft. Kodak Black (Official Audio)
Tempo:
77.1 bpm
Chords used:
Fm
Ab
Eb
Cm
Db
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Big Z shit.
Zo [Eb] shit, no ho shit.
Z's up til I freeze [Fm] up.
[Eb] VJ on the beat so it's bang.
[Fm] Money hungry, I went to Benny's hundreds.
[Cm] Ordered up a brick and went right in [Fm] front of it.
I'm a brutal youngin', I'm out here road runnin'.
Went [Ab] to Benny's hundreds, I told her no [Fm] huntin'.
I be thuggin' by myself, I never need nobody.
[Eb] I'm up so much, my life got me creepin' through [Fm] sideways.
Go and ask some freaks about me, fuck with all the blogs.
[Eb] Say, baby, jumpin' out with that wooly [Fm] ride and broad day.
I was runnin' by myself, I don't need guys.
I [Ab] was trappin' by myself in my [Fm] Levi's.
So awful, how you broke my heart?
[Ab] Mm, mm-hmm, [Fm] yeah, they [Db] gon' shoot.
[Ab] [Cm] Yeah, this is what they do.
[Fm] Ain't got that roof.
[Ab] Fuck everybody, that's my move.
[Fm] Bro in the club with a Mac on him.
2K for the jeans, with a patch on him.
I was done with the [Eb] act, now I'm back on it.
Don't sell tweets, just add homie.
[Fm] Yeah, snitch your [Db] party on charge.
Bad bitch, give [Ab] me a massage.
You a scammer, swipe your card.
[Fm] Keep hammers, I'm livin' large.
My heart is full of a scar.
[Eb] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, [Fm] yeah.
I had dreams on being rich as hell.
[Cm] Confused when you talk, can't people [Fm] tell?
I'ma go try with additional scale.
I'ma talk pounds when they get through the mail.
Nigga might [Ab] tell you not fit for the jail.
How you gon' feel when a nigga get [Fm] killed?
First time countin' the meal, got chills.
Back then, eatin' meals on wheels.
Died for the [Ab] gang, cause I know I will.
Made it out with no [Fm] idea.
Shorty got all in that club, dawg, cause they did not dare.
Shorty [Cm] name never in that stuff, he don't go at [Fm] G.
Niggas always talkin' too tough, nigga, what it is?
And I [Ab] scream free, boom, dog, [Fm] fuck what he did, yeah.
I was raised by myself, I don't need God.
[Ab] I was trapped in by myself and my [Fm] Levi's.
So I fold, I fold my [Ab] heart.
[Fm] Yeah, they gon' see.
[Eb] Yeah, this what they [Fm] do.
Ain't got that roof.
[Eb] Fuck everybody, that's my move.
[Fm] [Ab]
[Fm] [Ab]
[Fm] [Cm]
[Fm] [Db] [N]
Zo [Eb] shit, no ho shit.
Z's up til I freeze [Fm] up.
[Eb] VJ on the beat so it's bang.
[Fm] Money hungry, I went to Benny's hundreds.
[Cm] Ordered up a brick and went right in [Fm] front of it.
I'm a brutal youngin', I'm out here road runnin'.
Went [Ab] to Benny's hundreds, I told her no [Fm] huntin'.
I be thuggin' by myself, I never need nobody.
[Eb] I'm up so much, my life got me creepin' through [Fm] sideways.
Go and ask some freaks about me, fuck with all the blogs.
[Eb] Say, baby, jumpin' out with that wooly [Fm] ride and broad day.
I was runnin' by myself, I don't need guys.
I [Ab] was trappin' by myself in my [Fm] Levi's.
So awful, how you broke my heart?
[Ab] Mm, mm-hmm, [Fm] yeah, they [Db] gon' shoot.
[Ab] [Cm] Yeah, this is what they do.
[Fm] Ain't got that roof.
[Ab] Fuck everybody, that's my move.
[Fm] Bro in the club with a Mac on him.
2K for the jeans, with a patch on him.
I was done with the [Eb] act, now I'm back on it.
Don't sell tweets, just add homie.
[Fm] Yeah, snitch your [Db] party on charge.
Bad bitch, give [Ab] me a massage.
You a scammer, swipe your card.
[Fm] Keep hammers, I'm livin' large.
My heart is full of a scar.
[Eb] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, [Fm] yeah.
I had dreams on being rich as hell.
[Cm] Confused when you talk, can't people [Fm] tell?
I'ma go try with additional scale.
I'ma talk pounds when they get through the mail.
Nigga might [Ab] tell you not fit for the jail.
How you gon' feel when a nigga get [Fm] killed?
First time countin' the meal, got chills.
Back then, eatin' meals on wheels.
Died for the [Ab] gang, cause I know I will.
Made it out with no [Fm] idea.
Shorty got all in that club, dawg, cause they did not dare.
Shorty [Cm] name never in that stuff, he don't go at [Fm] G.
Niggas always talkin' too tough, nigga, what it is?
And I [Ab] scream free, boom, dog, [Fm] fuck what he did, yeah.
I was raised by myself, I don't need God.
[Ab] I was trapped in by myself and my [Fm] Levi's.
So I fold, I fold my [Ab] heart.
[Fm] Yeah, they gon' see.
[Eb] Yeah, this what they [Fm] do.
Ain't got that roof.
[Eb] Fuck everybody, that's my move.
[Fm] [Ab]
[Fm] [Ab]
[Fm] [Cm]
[Fm] [Db] [N]
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_ Big Z shit.
Zo [Eb] shit, no ho shit.
Z's up til I freeze [Fm] up.
_ _ _ [Eb] VJ on the beat so it's bang.
[Fm] Money hungry, I went to Benny's hundreds.
[Cm] Ordered up a brick and went right in [Fm] front of it.
I'm a brutal youngin', I'm out here road runnin'.
Went [Ab] to Benny's hundreds, I told her no [Fm] huntin'.
I be thuggin' by myself, I never need nobody.
[Eb] I'm up so much, my life got me creepin' through [Fm] sideways.
Go and ask some freaks about me, fuck with all the blogs.
[Eb] Say, baby, jumpin' out with that wooly [Fm] ride and broad day.
I was runnin' by myself, I don't need guys.
I [Ab] was trappin' by myself in my [Fm] Levi's.
So awful, how you broke my heart?
[Ab] Mm, mm-hmm, [Fm] _ yeah, they [Db] gon' shoot.
_ [Ab] [Cm] Yeah, this is what they do.
[Fm] _ Ain't got that roof.
[Ab] Fuck everybody, that's my move.
[Fm] Bro in the club with a Mac on him.
2K for the jeans, with a patch on him.
I was done with the [Eb] act, now I'm back on it.
Don't sell tweets, just add homie.
[Fm] Yeah, snitch your [Db] party on charge.
Bad bitch, give [Ab] me a massage.
You a scammer, swipe your card.
[Fm] Keep hammers, I'm livin' large.
My heart is full of a scar.
[Eb] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, [Fm] yeah.
I had dreams on being rich as hell.
[Cm] Confused when you talk, can't people [Fm] tell?
I'ma go try with additional scale.
I'ma talk pounds when they get through the mail.
Nigga might [Ab] tell you not fit for the jail.
How you gon' feel when a nigga get [Fm] killed?
First time countin' the meal, got chills.
Back then, eatin' meals on wheels.
Died for the [Ab] gang, cause I know I will.
Made it out with no [Fm] idea.
Shorty got all in that club, dawg, cause they did not dare.
Shorty [Cm] name never in that stuff, he don't go at [Fm] G.
Niggas always talkin' too tough, nigga, what it is?
And I [Ab] scream free, boom, dog, [Fm] fuck what he did, yeah.
I was raised by myself, I don't need God.
[Ab] I was trapped in by myself and my [Fm] Levi's.
So I fold, I fold my [Ab] heart. _ _
[Fm] _ Yeah, they gon' see.
_ [Eb] Yeah, this what they [Fm] do.
Ain't got that roof.
[Eb] Fuck everybody, that's my move.
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ [N] _ _
Zo [Eb] shit, no ho shit.
Z's up til I freeze [Fm] up.
_ _ _ [Eb] VJ on the beat so it's bang.
[Fm] Money hungry, I went to Benny's hundreds.
[Cm] Ordered up a brick and went right in [Fm] front of it.
I'm a brutal youngin', I'm out here road runnin'.
Went [Ab] to Benny's hundreds, I told her no [Fm] huntin'.
I be thuggin' by myself, I never need nobody.
[Eb] I'm up so much, my life got me creepin' through [Fm] sideways.
Go and ask some freaks about me, fuck with all the blogs.
[Eb] Say, baby, jumpin' out with that wooly [Fm] ride and broad day.
I was runnin' by myself, I don't need guys.
I [Ab] was trappin' by myself in my [Fm] Levi's.
So awful, how you broke my heart?
[Ab] Mm, mm-hmm, [Fm] _ yeah, they [Db] gon' shoot.
_ [Ab] [Cm] Yeah, this is what they do.
[Fm] _ Ain't got that roof.
[Ab] Fuck everybody, that's my move.
[Fm] Bro in the club with a Mac on him.
2K for the jeans, with a patch on him.
I was done with the [Eb] act, now I'm back on it.
Don't sell tweets, just add homie.
[Fm] Yeah, snitch your [Db] party on charge.
Bad bitch, give [Ab] me a massage.
You a scammer, swipe your card.
[Fm] Keep hammers, I'm livin' large.
My heart is full of a scar.
[Eb] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, [Fm] yeah.
I had dreams on being rich as hell.
[Cm] Confused when you talk, can't people [Fm] tell?
I'ma go try with additional scale.
I'ma talk pounds when they get through the mail.
Nigga might [Ab] tell you not fit for the jail.
How you gon' feel when a nigga get [Fm] killed?
First time countin' the meal, got chills.
Back then, eatin' meals on wheels.
Died for the [Ab] gang, cause I know I will.
Made it out with no [Fm] idea.
Shorty got all in that club, dawg, cause they did not dare.
Shorty [Cm] name never in that stuff, he don't go at [Fm] G.
Niggas always talkin' too tough, nigga, what it is?
And I [Ab] scream free, boom, dog, [Fm] fuck what he did, yeah.
I was raised by myself, I don't need God.
[Ab] I was trapped in by myself and my [Fm] Levi's.
So I fold, I fold my [Ab] heart. _ _
[Fm] _ Yeah, they gon' see.
_ [Eb] Yeah, this what they [Fm] do.
Ain't got that roof.
[Eb] Fuck everybody, that's my move.
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [Db] _ _ [N] _ _