Chords for Wicked

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[F] Wicked, wicked, wicked.
[Em]
[F] Wicked [Bm] tones, you know.
[F] What's?
[Em] I bet your woman want some more of me.
[E] I'm [A] wicked, real, [E] real.
[F] I'm like real, real, real, real.
[E] [A] I'm wicked, real, real.
[E] I'm [F] like real, real, real.
[E] Stand up [Am] in the motor bus, dash, [E] bruh!
Stand [F] up in the motor bus, dash, [E] bruh!
I'm like wicked, real, real.
I'm like [F] real, real, real.
[Em] Y [F]'all just burning money, burning [Em] graveyard, these niggas.
Got them [F] fucking big dogs, I can't hate them.
Blood tatters [F#m] on me, woah, woah, [Em] woah.
Y'all done worked that [B] way, woah, woah, [Em] woah.
I'm tripping Cartier, woah, woah, woah.
They call [F] Bird on you, that's what's headed.
[Em] I put that lingo [Am] on her, she was Spanish.
[E] Fill her [F] wine, leave her all [E] besetted.
It's [Am] Panamera and it's [Em] panoramic.
It's [F] a couple of mineral, every time it's [Em] sadistic.
Fuck [A] around with me, it be a tragedy.
I'm on green, green, [F] green, on asparagus.
[C#] I just lay, lay, [Am] lay that in [E] embarrassing.
[F] I'm wicked, real, real.
[E] I'm wicked, real, real.
I'm [B] wicked, real, real, [Em] real, real.
[Am] That's the story, I know that [Em] bitch gone.
I [F] purchased Ivianna, now she lit, [Em] huh.
Where the band rings on me [Em] lit, huh.
Married [F] to the game on the shit, [Em] huh.
Woah, [B] woah, woah, woah, woah, woah.
Bitch, [F] we made me.
[Em] We ain't pulling up at Creels that we can't get.
You can't pull a bitch on Instagram, I [F] ain't get it.
And [Em] this shit tell a lot about me, cause [Am] she ain't shit.
[E] She want that big, [F] big dog status.
I [E] was in the alley with [Am] them nickel bags, Tally.
[E] Now I'm Taliban gang [F] status, that was sad.
[E] And you niggas can't get close [Am] cause you don't know me.
[E] It ain't no more dibbing, [F] dabbing, hanging low-key.
[Em] These bitches see me and they panic.
[Am] I can't [E] believe it, I was on the corner gambling.
[A] I'm wicked, real, real.
[E] I'm [A] wicked, real, real.
[E] [B] I'm wicked, real, real, [Em] real, real.
[E] I'm wicked, real, real, real, real.
[F] Stand up in the motor, bust a [Em] dance, bro.
[F] Stand up in the motor, bust a [Em] dance, bro.
[F] I'm wicked, real, real.
[Em] [B] I'm wicked, real, real.
[Em] [F] [C#]
[F] [Em] [F]
[E] [Am] [E]
[F] [E]
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Em
121
E
2311
Am
2311
A
1231
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_ _ [F] Wicked, wicked, wicked.
[Em] _ _ _
[F] Wicked [Bm] tones, you know.
_ _ [F] What's? _
[Em] I bet your woman want some more of me.
[E] _ I'm [A] wicked, real, [E] real.
_ [F] I'm like real, real, real, real.
[E] _ [A] I'm wicked, real, real.
[E] _ I'm [F] like real, real, real.
[E] _ Stand up [Am] in the motor bus, dash, [E] bruh!
Stand [F] up in the motor bus, dash, [E] bruh!
I'm like wicked, real, real.
_ I'm like [F] real, real, real.
[Em] Y [F]'all just burning money, burning [Em] graveyard, these niggas.
Got them [F] fucking big dogs, I can't hate them.
Blood tatters [F#m] on me, woah, woah, [Em] woah.
Y'all done worked that [B] way, woah, woah, [Em] woah.
I'm tripping Cartier, woah, woah, woah.
They call [F] Bird on you, that's what's headed.
[Em] I put that lingo [Am] on her, she was Spanish.
[E] _ Fill her [F] wine, leave her all [E] besetted.
It's [Am] Panamera and it's [Em] panoramic.
It's [F] a couple of mineral, every time it's [Em] sadistic.
Fuck [A] around with me, it be a tragedy.
I'm on green, green, [F] green, on asparagus.
[C#] I just lay, lay, [Am] lay that in [E] embarrassing. _
[F] I'm wicked, real, real.
[E] _ I'm wicked, real, real.
_ I'm [B] wicked, real, real, [Em] real, real. _
[Am] That's the story, I know that [Em] bitch gone.
I [F] purchased Ivianna, now she lit, [Em] huh.
Where the band rings on me [Em] lit, huh.
Married [F] to the game on the shit, [Em] huh.
Woah, [B] woah, woah, woah, woah, woah.
Bitch, [F] we made me.
[Em] We ain't pulling up at Creels that we can't get.
You can't pull a bitch on Instagram, I [F] ain't get it.
And [Em] this shit tell a lot about me, cause [Am] she ain't shit.
[E] She want that big, [F] big dog status.
I [E] was in the alley with [Am] them nickel bags, Tally.
[E] Now I'm Taliban gang [F] status, that was sad.
[E] And you niggas can't get close [Am] cause you don't know me.
[E] It ain't no more dibbing, [F] dabbing, hanging low-key.
[Em] These bitches see me and they panic.
[Am] I can't [E] believe it, I was on the corner gambling.
[A] I'm wicked, real, real.
[E] _ I'm [A] wicked, real, real.
[E] _ _ [B] I'm wicked, real, real, [Em] real, real.
[E] I'm wicked, real, real, real, real.
_ [F] Stand up in the motor, bust a [Em] dance, bro.
[F] Stand up in the motor, bust a [Em] dance, bro.
[F] I'm wicked, real, real.
[Em] _ _ [B] I'm wicked, real, real.
[Em] _ _ [F] _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [F] _ _
[E] _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [E] _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _

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