Chords for Migos - Bosses Don't Speak
Tempo:
64 bpm
Chords used:
Dm
A
D
Gm
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Ricky Racks, Ricky Racks
Can't go [Bb] out there playing when you see us young rich niggas
Dropping [D] straight cash on [Dm] whips
[Gm] Flooding ice
[Dm] I know you like
How the fuck these niggas got so much drip
Hundred thousand dollar watches
3.5. million dollar cribs [Gm] and shit [A] Check the Forbes [D] list nigga I'm in the coupe for sure [Dm] Candy cold, candy Bitch in my jill on my cold I'm on pro Put a little bitch on the cold And I'm the cold Everything good I ain't gold Getting [A] exposed Hop in the frog and leave Potentially [Dm] Serving them dummy bricks I get up for cheap I got up low Hop in the Wraith and I creep Massage the seats I got direction to breathe Bosses don't speak None of my bitch ain't a hunter Oh yeah my wrist counts a hunter Hunters on hunters on hunters I'll take your life for this money I took the top of the coupe it's insane I did this shit for the pain Bought in a private plane All of my people the skeleton plane Put on X put on Perks Dig on six while I'm alert Don't sip liquor I'm only on service Put the dope in your hand I want the money on the first I got a bag of the lotto Don't get the sherbert It's a murder on the north And they try to put me in the verdict I got the birdies Balling like Julia Zerben Look in the early Don't get the single like Shirley [A] Got thirties on sturdies We calling them thirties Step Curry Don't talk [Dm] to me dirty My niggas going sensitive [A] Gave her the pink Told her bitch reality's curvy I'ma just fuck [Dm] her three times And then I'ma curve it Oh my god she said her feelings is hurt Shut the fuck up Look at her sucking and slurping What was everybody when I was just hurt Only the gang survive it's family first I'm in the coupe for sure Candy cold Based on my gel and my coal I'm on pro Put a little bitch on the cold And in the cold Everything good I ain't gold And getting exposed Hop in the frog and leave Potentially Serving them dummy bricks I get up for cheap I [A] got them below Hop in the Wraith and I creep Massage the seats [Dm] I got direction to breathe Bosses don't speak Never Oh my god I bought a foreign and died Oh my god Oh my god I had a foreign and died Oh my oh my god Oh my god thought you were real you fly Bullets flying did you flee Nigga we seen you hard Ice dude Ice cell phone Bite me Body bag sheets M.I..V. Bitch I might Stupid bitch Chanel seats Imagine 12,000 square feet Once I beat I tell that bitch to stay away from me I ain't talking bout no thot I'm talking bout your favorite piece I came from the north And jumped into the major league You ain't never drove the valet So I keep the key You dissing she can't leave Without her friend I got a need to knee it down When you rich like me This is what it's supposed to be You can't get close to me Nope Back with Roll to leave I done supplied some B's Now I can massage my seats I'm in the coupe for sure Candy cold Mixing my gel and my coal I'm on pro Get a little bitch on the cold And in the cold Everything glitter and gold Getting exposed [A] Hop in the frog and leave Potentially [Dm] Serving them dummy bricks I get up for cheap I got up [A] low Hop in the Wraith and I creep Massage the seats I got the wretch in the brief Buses don't speak [N]
Can't go [Bb] out there playing when you see us young rich niggas
Dropping [D] straight cash on [Dm] whips
[Gm] Flooding ice
[Dm] I know you like
How the fuck these niggas got so much drip
Hundred thousand dollar watches
3.5. million dollar cribs [Gm] and shit [A] Check the Forbes [D] list nigga I'm in the coupe for sure [Dm] Candy cold, candy Bitch in my jill on my cold I'm on pro Put a little bitch on the cold And I'm the cold Everything good I ain't gold Getting [A] exposed Hop in the frog and leave Potentially [Dm] Serving them dummy bricks I get up for cheap I got up low Hop in the Wraith and I creep Massage the seats I got direction to breathe Bosses don't speak None of my bitch ain't a hunter Oh yeah my wrist counts a hunter Hunters on hunters on hunters I'll take your life for this money I took the top of the coupe it's insane I did this shit for the pain Bought in a private plane All of my people the skeleton plane Put on X put on Perks Dig on six while I'm alert Don't sip liquor I'm only on service Put the dope in your hand I want the money on the first I got a bag of the lotto Don't get the sherbert It's a murder on the north And they try to put me in the verdict I got the birdies Balling like Julia Zerben Look in the early Don't get the single like Shirley [A] Got thirties on sturdies We calling them thirties Step Curry Don't talk [Dm] to me dirty My niggas going sensitive [A] Gave her the pink Told her bitch reality's curvy I'ma just fuck [Dm] her three times And then I'ma curve it Oh my god she said her feelings is hurt Shut the fuck up Look at her sucking and slurping What was everybody when I was just hurt Only the gang survive it's family first I'm in the coupe for sure Candy cold Based on my gel and my coal I'm on pro Put a little bitch on the cold And in the cold Everything good I ain't gold And getting exposed Hop in the frog and leave Potentially Serving them dummy bricks I get up for cheap I [A] got them below Hop in the Wraith and I creep Massage the seats [Dm] I got direction to breathe Bosses don't speak Never Oh my god I bought a foreign and died Oh my god Oh my god I had a foreign and died Oh my oh my god Oh my god thought you were real you fly Bullets flying did you flee Nigga we seen you hard Ice dude Ice cell phone Bite me Body bag sheets M.I..V. Bitch I might Stupid bitch Chanel seats Imagine 12,000 square feet Once I beat I tell that bitch to stay away from me I ain't talking bout no thot I'm talking bout your favorite piece I came from the north And jumped into the major league You ain't never drove the valet So I keep the key You dissing she can't leave Without her friend I got a need to knee it down When you rich like me This is what it's supposed to be You can't get close to me Nope Back with Roll to leave I done supplied some B's Now I can massage my seats I'm in the coupe for sure Candy cold Mixing my gel and my coal I'm on pro Get a little bitch on the cold And in the cold Everything glitter and gold Getting exposed [A] Hop in the frog and leave Potentially [Dm] Serving them dummy bricks I get up for cheap I got up [A] low Hop in the Wraith and I creep Massage the seats I got the wretch in the brief Buses don't speak [N]
Key:
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A
D
Gm
Bb
Dm
A
D
Ricky Racks, Ricky Racks
Can't go [Bb] out there playing when you see us young rich niggas
Dropping [D] straight cash on [Dm] whips
[Gm] Flooding ice
_ [Dm] I know you like
How the fuck these niggas got so much drip
Hundred thousand dollar watches
3.5. million dollar cribs [Gm] and shit [A] Check the Forbes [D] list nigga I'm in the coupe for sure [Dm] Candy cold, candy Bitch in my jill on my cold I'm on pro Put a little bitch on the cold And I'm the cold Everything good I ain't gold Getting [A] exposed Hop in the frog and leave Potentially [Dm] Serving them dummy bricks I get up for cheap I got up low Hop in the Wraith and I creep Massage the seats I got direction to breathe Bosses don't speak None of my bitch ain't a hunter Oh yeah my wrist counts a hunter Hunters on hunters on hunters I'll take your life for this money I took the top of the coupe it's insane I did this shit for the pain Bought in a private plane All of my people the skeleton plane Put on X put on Perks Dig on six while I'm alert Don't sip liquor I'm only on service Put the dope in your hand I want the money on the first I got a bag of the lotto Don't get the sherbert It's a murder on the north And they try to put me in the verdict I got the birdies Balling like Julia Zerben Look in the early Don't get the single like Shirley [A] Got thirties on sturdies We calling them thirties Step Curry Don't talk [Dm] to me dirty My niggas going sensitive [A] Gave her the pink Told her bitch reality's curvy I'ma just fuck [Dm] her three times And then I'ma curve it Oh my god she said her feelings is hurt Shut the fuck up Look at her sucking and slurping What was everybody when I was just hurt Only the gang survive it's family first I'm in the coupe for sure Candy cold Based on my gel and my coal I'm on pro Put a little bitch on the cold And in the cold Everything good I ain't gold And getting exposed Hop in the frog and leave Potentially Serving them dummy bricks I get up for cheap I [A] got them below Hop in the Wraith and I creep Massage the seats [Dm] I got direction to breathe Bosses don't speak Never Oh my god I bought a foreign and died Oh my god Oh my god I had a foreign and died Oh my oh my god Oh my god thought you were real you fly Bullets flying did you flee Nigga we seen you hard Ice dude Ice cell phone Bite me Body bag sheets M.I..V. Bitch I might Stupid bitch Chanel seats Imagine 12,000 square feet Once I beat I tell that bitch to stay away from me I ain't talking bout no thot I'm talking bout your favorite piece I came from the north And jumped into the major league You ain't never drove the valet So I keep the key You dissing she can't leave Without her friend I got a need to knee it down When you rich like me This is what it's supposed to be You can't get close to me Nope Back with Roll to leave I done supplied some B's Now I can massage my seats I'm in the coupe for sure Candy cold Mixing my gel and my coal I'm on pro Get a little bitch on the cold And in the cold Everything glitter and gold Getting exposed [A] Hop in the frog and leave Potentially [Dm] Serving them dummy bricks I get up for cheap I got up [A] low Hop in the Wraith and I creep Massage the seats I got the wretch in the brief Buses don't speak _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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Can't go [Bb] out there playing when you see us young rich niggas
Dropping [D] straight cash on [Dm] whips
[Gm] Flooding ice
_ [Dm] I know you like
How the fuck these niggas got so much drip
Hundred thousand dollar watches
3.5. million dollar cribs [Gm] and shit [A] Check the Forbes [D] list nigga I'm in the coupe for sure [Dm] Candy cold, candy Bitch in my jill on my cold I'm on pro Put a little bitch on the cold And I'm the cold Everything good I ain't gold Getting [A] exposed Hop in the frog and leave Potentially [Dm] Serving them dummy bricks I get up for cheap I got up low Hop in the Wraith and I creep Massage the seats I got direction to breathe Bosses don't speak None of my bitch ain't a hunter Oh yeah my wrist counts a hunter Hunters on hunters on hunters I'll take your life for this money I took the top of the coupe it's insane I did this shit for the pain Bought in a private plane All of my people the skeleton plane Put on X put on Perks Dig on six while I'm alert Don't sip liquor I'm only on service Put the dope in your hand I want the money on the first I got a bag of the lotto Don't get the sherbert It's a murder on the north And they try to put me in the verdict I got the birdies Balling like Julia Zerben Look in the early Don't get the single like Shirley [A] Got thirties on sturdies We calling them thirties Step Curry Don't talk [Dm] to me dirty My niggas going sensitive [A] Gave her the pink Told her bitch reality's curvy I'ma just fuck [Dm] her three times And then I'ma curve it Oh my god she said her feelings is hurt Shut the fuck up Look at her sucking and slurping What was everybody when I was just hurt Only the gang survive it's family first I'm in the coupe for sure Candy cold Based on my gel and my coal I'm on pro Put a little bitch on the cold And in the cold Everything good I ain't gold And getting exposed Hop in the frog and leave Potentially Serving them dummy bricks I get up for cheap I [A] got them below Hop in the Wraith and I creep Massage the seats [Dm] I got direction to breathe Bosses don't speak Never Oh my god I bought a foreign and died Oh my god Oh my god I had a foreign and died Oh my oh my god Oh my god thought you were real you fly Bullets flying did you flee Nigga we seen you hard Ice dude Ice cell phone Bite me Body bag sheets M.I..V. Bitch I might Stupid bitch Chanel seats Imagine 12,000 square feet Once I beat I tell that bitch to stay away from me I ain't talking bout no thot I'm talking bout your favorite piece I came from the north And jumped into the major league You ain't never drove the valet So I keep the key You dissing she can't leave Without her friend I got a need to knee it down When you rich like me This is what it's supposed to be You can't get close to me Nope Back with Roll to leave I done supplied some B's Now I can massage my seats I'm in the coupe for sure Candy cold Mixing my gel and my coal I'm on pro Get a little bitch on the cold And in the cold Everything glitter and gold Getting exposed [A] Hop in the frog and leave Potentially [Dm] Serving them dummy bricks I get up for cheap I got up [A] low Hop in the Wraith and I creep Massage the seats I got the wretch in the brief Buses don't speak _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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