Chords for Young Thug - Want Me Dead (feat. 21 Savage) [Official Visualizer]

[F#m] Expect me nigga like you expect Jesus to come back
Expect me nigga, I'm coming
Yo it's like Pocahontas
Wait, nevermind, I'ma get money
I'm a thriller nigga, fuck my country
These farshoes fuck my bun
We the midda and the bands on Sunday
And I ain't going to Magic Monday
Put that dick in the air like crunches
I kept the show seat low in the day
I'm tired of making it rain
I'm most ready to go buy me a plane
I had to call him to stop up the sink
Whole lot of bitches tried to go down the drain
First hundred thousand I went made a string
I was rhyming high, Gucci and the Red Moose
I knew that was back in 09, never fold if they ain't
I had a gym for the rap chick gang
I put wig ass on this shit, I just gang
I don't fold for a minute, check Houdini
Bitch you cheated, don't speak when you see me
I'm in a turbo, it's no DP
I'm getting hair from, I'm in CC
My nigga ain't even trying his sweetie
That bitch turned me off, no kidsies
Told my ex don't call, I'm dizzy
_ I just told my new one she gotta trust me
She love all my friends cause they love me
Everything you do and everything you say
You're stuck with me, you're loving me
I told my brother take this watch because I'm vulnerable
[Bm] I let her get away with murder when [E] I fall in love
[F#m] I told on many of the chips because they know it's [Bm] us
I told my niggas fuck the [A] niggas cause these fuck us
[F#m] They want me dead, they want me dead
If [Bm] I had one wish I'd burn my nicks back from the dead
[F#m] I'm sipping cold, this ain't no red, no
[Bm] I'm up with Kane from the struggle, looking [E]
red, [B] no
[F#m] I keep that fire on me everywhere
This one nigga talk on the internet
But when we turn on his block he ain't never there
All them little boys be trying to act gangster
That's why when they die I don't never care
We in the middle of summer
But nigga we stepping this shit for like February
Yellow diamonds, they canary
Pussy came from the bottom
And I made it to the other side
Now I ain't use no fairy
Fat, I'll be smoking on niggas
They ain't step on them niggas, funny jump carry
Stones in my ear, they VVS certified
Bitch I can hear you clearly
If I wear a wing, beep on my hoes
Nigga don't bring that shit near me
Leave your phone when you stuck
I drop the bag, your secret is kept
Talks clicked up, they needed some help
Got too much money, I hire the chef
Get me mad enough, I do it myself
Y'all niggas pussy, it's all in your breath
Go against me, that shit bad for your health
Wade saying it's the same place he love
I told my brother take this watch because I'm vulnerable
I let her get [Bm] away with murder when [E] I fall in love
I [F#m] told him empty up the gypsy cause they know it's us
I [Bm] told my niggas, fuck them niggas
I told [E] my niggas, [F#m] they want me dead
They want me dead
[Bm] Tired when I wish I'd wear my nicks back from [E] the dead
[F#m] I'm sipping cold, then this ain't no red, no
[Bm] I'm up but came from the struggle, duck [E] and bed, dog
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