Chords for TaTa x Kyle Richh x Dee Billz - Drid (Official Music Video)

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TaTa x Kyle Richh x Dee Billz - Drid (Official Music Video) chords
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[Eb]
[E]
[Eb]
I [E]
[Bb] [F]
[E]
[Eb]
[E]
[Eb] want
[C] to shoot a movie viral
My niggas alive but your mans in a split
[E] Booty, pocket, [F] you run, you get clipped
Thought it was sweet, I precise, you glitch
He tough [E] on bro here, bitch
You look funny, I aim at your leak
[Gb] You try to run, call [Bb] the shots, hit a hack
I am Wayne, I'm smoking your [B] dad's
When I hustle, [Bm] the video flat
They love my bomb, it's not everything daddy
Like, [Eb] I'ma leave slime for real
Yeah, you could die [Bb] for real, bitch
These fuck bro [Gb] niggas never do me
Play with my niggas, bitch, slime for real
They call [Bb] me Barty, I'm [Eb] a Carty
With the legs, get a dad off a [B] Carty
And I'ma call the nigga, it's a [Gb] party
Took your bitch on her mind, saying sorry
She told me she love me inside, are you serious?
Like, Jensen, you can silence Lucarius
[B] All you 41K like, how?
Niggas be plottin' like, don't make me furious
[F] I'm false, feelin' ridiculous
How you 41K like, whoa?
You about to order, [B] bitch, you do not drill with us
Go and run, [Em] bitch, dump that boom
Big Zah, [C] roll no flow
White light, roll with the thing in her throat
[Db] She a baddie, she close to no throat
He keep tryna run, call the shots, hit a deck
She a doc, [Bb] gun in her pep
Dead on the me, girl, she feedin' her bruh
Daddy got something, I put in my blood
I feel my brothers, I feed them [B] some rust
I'm a Z-Bitch, I swear that I'm West
While who that new [Bbm] opp in the boat?
[A] We got him, we throwin' out a hoist
One for [Db] the daddy, get thrown in the dust
Like, like what?
[Bb] Goddashit, I'm on our block, [B] don't run, don't trip Like what?
Sade, two [E] clubs can't miss
I got a knock with the B on this bitch What?
[Bbm] I spot, she got a boast
I'm wearing shit that I can't not pronounce
[B] She got that shit, [E] keep diggin' it
Runs off with the B on his crown
[Eb] Don't run, [Bb] don't trip
Like, I had to knock on my head
If you run up, then [Gb] I'm flockin' this shit
Like, pop [E] it, lock it, droppin' this bitch
I'm [Eb] from Chester, the grub's [Bb] essential
In my Uta, I send them that sentry
You run up, get [E] a real hit, the pencil
And the stew for the guys out the bedroom
[F] How you see me in the ICU?
Way nigga ass, boy, you shoulda threw
If that was me, I [E] woulda sent a few
Like, boy, like, I'm a D
Put [Bb] my up in here, clearin' the party
And she mean, but [F] you know she a bargain
I might hit her then dip, girl, I'm sorry
I [B] might park her, not talkin' to her
Like a heaven, she [F] feelin' the stale
Bro, Osama, he dead off the pills
Toss a hit, I [E] might give him the chills
She report it, I told her to chill
I'm like Brady, throwin' in [Eb] the field
Try to run, call the shot to the back
[E] His dad is up in his pack
[B] Know my body, I can never let
Yeah, [Eb] her body, I already throw [Bb] it back
Like, [Bbm] shawty be the [Ebm] stripper
[Gb] Oh, and through the crew
Show the up and through the fuckin' man
If I'm in the [Bb] draw, I'll spin through
Back through in the U-Haul, [Bbm] like
Glocky, I [Ebm] keep it strong, [B] like
Hit it with my shooters all [Ab] night
[Bb] [B]
[E] [Eb]
[Bb]
[B] [C]
[Eb] [B]
[Dbm]
[Eb] [B]
[E] [N]
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_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
I [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ [F] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ want _ _
_ [C] to shoot a movie viral
My niggas alive but your mans in a split
[E] Booty, pocket, [F] you run, you get clipped
Thought it was sweet, I precise, you glitch
He tough [E] on bro here, bitch
You look funny, I aim at your leak
[Gb] You try to run, call [Bb] the shots, hit a hack
I am Wayne, I'm smoking your [B] dad's
When I hustle, [Bm] the video flat
They love my bomb, it's not everything daddy
Like, [Eb] I'ma leave slime for real
Yeah, you could die [Bb] for real, bitch
These fuck bro [Gb] niggas never do me
Play with my niggas, bitch, slime for real
They call [Bb] me Barty, I'm [Eb] a Carty
With the legs, get a dad off a [B] Carty
And I'ma call the nigga, it's a [Gb] party
Took your bitch on her mind, saying sorry
She told me she love me inside, are you serious?
Like, Jensen, you can silence Lucarius
[B] All you 41K like, how?
Niggas be plottin' like, don't make me furious
[F] I'm false, feelin' ridiculous
How you 41K like, whoa?
You about to order, [B] bitch, you do not drill with us
Go and run, [Em] bitch, dump that boom
Big Zah, [C] roll no flow
White light, roll with the thing in her throat
[Db] She a baddie, she close to no throat
He keep tryna run, call the shots, hit a deck
She a doc, [Bb] gun in her pep
Dead on the me, girl, she feedin' her bruh
Daddy got something, I put in my blood
I feel my brothers, I feed them [B] some rust
I'm a Z-Bitch, I swear that I'm West
While who that new [Bbm] opp in the boat?
[A] We got him, we throwin' out a hoist
One for [Db] the daddy, get thrown in the dust
Like, like what?
[Bb] Goddashit, I'm on our block, [B] don't run, don't trip Like what?
Sade, two [E] clubs can't miss
I got a knock with the B on this bitch What?
[Bbm] I spot, she got a boast
I'm wearing shit that I can't not pronounce
[B] She got that shit, [E] keep diggin' it
Runs off with the B on his crown
[Eb] Don't run, [Bb] don't trip
Like, I had to knock on my head
If you run up, then [Gb] I'm flockin' this shit
Like, pop [E] it, lock it, droppin' this bitch
I'm [Eb] from Chester, the grub's [Bb] essential
In my Uta, I send them that sentry
You run up, get [E] a real hit, the pencil
And the stew for the guys out the bedroom
[F] How you see me in the ICU?
Way nigga ass, boy, you shoulda threw
If that was me, I [E] woulda sent a few
Like, boy, like, I'm a D
Put [Bb] my up in here, clearin' the party
And she mean, but [F] you know she a bargain
I might hit her then dip, girl, I'm sorry
I [B] might park her, not talkin' to her
Like a heaven, she [F] feelin' the stale
Bro, Osama, he dead off the pills
Toss a hit, I [E] might give him the chills
She report it, I told her to chill
I'm like Brady, throwin' in [Eb] the field
Try to run, call the shot to the back
[E] His dad is up in his pack
[B] Know my body, I can never let
Yeah, [Eb] her body, I already throw [Bb] it back
Like, [Bbm] shawty be the [Ebm] stripper
[Gb] Oh, and through the crew
Show the up and through the fuckin' man
If I'm in the [Bb] draw, I'll spin through
Back through in the U-Haul, [Bbm] like
Glocky, I [Ebm] keep it strong, [B] like
Hit it with my shooters all [Ab] night _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
_ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
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[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _
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