Chords for Night Lovell x $UICIDEBOY$ - JOAN OF ARC (Lyrics)

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93.1 bpm
Chords used:

Eb

B

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Abm

Ab

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Night Lovell x $UICIDEBOY$ - JOAN OF ARC (Lyrics) chords
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[Eb]
[B] [Eb]
[Db]
[Eb]
[Abm] I like that, no I don't care, I'm the guy, nigga
so smart, check that shorty, she's a broke [Am] nigga
[B] I don't give a fuck, never clean it up
mud, never clean [Eb] it up
100%  ➙  93BPM
Eb
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B
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Db
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Abm
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Ab
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Eb
12341116
B
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Db
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[Abm] _ _ _ _ I like that, no I don't care, I'm the guy, nigga
I'm so smart, check that shorty, she's a broke [Am] nigga
[B] I don't give a fuck, never clean it up
Bitch, my blood is mud, never clean [Eb] it up
Enter the chamber of love, set it on fire and run
Bitch, I'm a zombie when it comes to the drugs
I would sit here, [B] then get fucked up and then [Eb] die
You don't want me bitchin' if you say you do, then you [Abm] lie
I ain't here for tonight, I'm sayin' end the night
Make the end of the night, shawty, give me all [Eb] my money
I never think of bitches, so come on, no I [B] might guess that
She left me for [Eb] the same reason, she love me
So the fuck it doesn't matter, she don't trust me
Slap it across my [Ab] face, she say, well, bitch, you disgusting
[Db] Bitch, nigga, I got money and a [Eb] nickel to scoff at
Don't be never callin' back, and I love her, she love me
[Db] Girl, she wanna ride me through the night, then call me back
I like [B] how she ridin' cause [Eb] she take that shit all in that bag
I got bands in my pants and I'm dancin'
I'm [Db] like, man, you a fan, why you sad?
[Eb] You got a best girl, I'm like, baby, you run over pain
I don't [Ab] even know you, [B] sweating, I wish now you know my name
I'm [Abm] like, man, why you sad?
I'm the guy, nigga
I'm so smart, check the [G] shoe
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Cradle to the grave, cradle in my grave
Stick your ass, spray [B] no drugs, I can't [Eb] get no peace of mind
I can't lie, it fucking hurts, I was designed to shine
Now I'm passing [B] bars, so my brain fogs drop like a phone line
[Eb] Don't speak, we just squeeze, bitch, on the knees
[Gb] I'ma put my mind at [Db] ease, begging to God I don't believe
Give me relief on this street, no sleep
I can't eat like it in Denver and Denver
[Dm] Call me selfish, blow my brains out, they want some [Ab] heaven
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