Chords for yvngxchris - In Christian We Trust (Official Video) Directed by @CratermoonProductions
Tempo:
96.7 bpm
Chords used:
F#m
G#
Fm
G
C#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#m] K.O.
[G#] [F#m] Yo, [G#] yo.
[F#m] Yo, yo.
Yo.
I mean, the whoppin' [G#] move.
[F#m] Label telling me to get more personal.
Shorty telling me to get a purse.
I told Boff and then I'm telling it's personal,
but I don't think that shit finna work.
So anti I can't come first.
[G#] These red coins I can't come first.
[F#m] I ain't trying to talk ho.
Gimme commerce.
My bitch mad I don't even come first.
My bitch mad but I'm gonna come first.
My bitch mad I don't let her come [Fm] first.
Young world lifestyle, it's a [G] young earth.
I was 16 making TikTok bitches [Fm] twerk.
And he call me a tits, I rap, but he a nerd
And if I'm a tits, I rap, but I did it first
And the nigga that I trust, is me
Pullin' up like I'm Curry, nigga, I'm a done, that shit from D
While I'm on tour, pull up in a mini van
I got many bands, I don't reach
And I got two bitches, that's 20 fingers
I got many hands on the meat
Ayy, [G] pop yo shit, Swin
Got these hoes on my dick, man
Ain't no matter, but that boy get [Fm] blitzed, man
In Toronto, bitch, I'm in the sixth, man
Stick come off the bench [F#m] like a sixth, man
I want plenty hoes, give me six, man
My nickname, Precipitation
[C#m] Cause I got that drip, [F#m] man
Can't come near me, dude, you got a Christian wristband
Get in my underwear, and then I'm flippin' inside of that bitch, man
Ah, this pack dressed, this shit kickin'
[C#m] Liquid crack, bitch, I sipped it
My shit [F#m] too, a T, lifted
She pull lips on me, sippin'
Bitch, I'm too elite, you trippin'
Give her my pita, lil' [G#] shorty grippin'
She got some hand straight, lil' shorty grippin'
Not tryna fuck, lil' hoe, you trippin'
This a Dior, talkin' [G] bout a Christian
Nigga be yours, bro, do you not [Fm] Christian?
All of the hoes [G] tryna fuck on Christian
All of these doors [Fm] openin' for Christian
She call me God, she not even Christian
I guess I'm the Lord, baby, I don't get it
She like, pass me [G] off to Christian
[Fm] And she wanna mash me, now we [A#] twinnin'
Oh shit, this perk, you got me spinnin'
Now and days, all of my [F#m] dreams livin'
Now and days, all [G#] of my dreams, I livin'
While I sleep [F#m] paralysis, but no demons in it
I fuck the hoe and left no [G#] semen in it
I [F#m] ain't supposed to be there, that's see me in the kitchen
I run the red light, I don't [G#] stop at a million
I'm in the Challenger, I'm [G#m] Tokyo Drippin'
I am not comin', [C#m] I don't know these lil' bitches
You think I'm pussy?
Show me that [F#m] nigga
She got some hand straight, lil' [G#] shorty grippin'
Not tryna fuck, lil' hoe, you trippin'
This is Dior, talkin' bout a Christian
Nigga be yours, bro, do you not Christian?
All of the whores tryna fuck on Christian
All of these doors openin' for Christian
She call me God, she not even Christian
I guess I'm the Lord, baby, I [F#] don't get it
[C#m] [D]
[C#m] [C#]
[G#] [F#m] Yo, [G#] yo.
[F#m] Yo, yo.
Yo.
I mean, the whoppin' [G#] move.
[F#m] Label telling me to get more personal.
Shorty telling me to get a purse.
I told Boff and then I'm telling it's personal,
but I don't think that shit finna work.
So anti I can't come first.
[G#] These red coins I can't come first.
[F#m] I ain't trying to talk ho.
Gimme commerce.
My bitch mad I don't even come first.
My bitch mad but I'm gonna come first.
My bitch mad I don't let her come [Fm] first.
Young world lifestyle, it's a [G] young earth.
I was 16 making TikTok bitches [Fm] twerk.
And he call me a tits, I rap, but he a nerd
And if I'm a tits, I rap, but I did it first
And the nigga that I trust, is me
Pullin' up like I'm Curry, nigga, I'm a done, that shit from D
While I'm on tour, pull up in a mini van
I got many bands, I don't reach
And I got two bitches, that's 20 fingers
I got many hands on the meat
Ayy, [G] pop yo shit, Swin
Got these hoes on my dick, man
Ain't no matter, but that boy get [Fm] blitzed, man
In Toronto, bitch, I'm in the sixth, man
Stick come off the bench [F#m] like a sixth, man
I want plenty hoes, give me six, man
My nickname, Precipitation
[C#m] Cause I got that drip, [F#m] man
Can't come near me, dude, you got a Christian wristband
Get in my underwear, and then I'm flippin' inside of that bitch, man
Ah, this pack dressed, this shit kickin'
[C#m] Liquid crack, bitch, I sipped it
My shit [F#m] too, a T, lifted
She pull lips on me, sippin'
Bitch, I'm too elite, you trippin'
Give her my pita, lil' [G#] shorty grippin'
She got some hand straight, lil' shorty grippin'
Not tryna fuck, lil' hoe, you trippin'
This a Dior, talkin' [G] bout a Christian
Nigga be yours, bro, do you not [Fm] Christian?
All of the hoes [G] tryna fuck on Christian
All of these doors [Fm] openin' for Christian
She call me God, she not even Christian
I guess I'm the Lord, baby, I don't get it
She like, pass me [G] off to Christian
[Fm] And she wanna mash me, now we [A#] twinnin'
Oh shit, this perk, you got me spinnin'
Now and days, all of my [F#m] dreams livin'
Now and days, all [G#] of my dreams, I livin'
While I sleep [F#m] paralysis, but no demons in it
I fuck the hoe and left no [G#] semen in it
I [F#m] ain't supposed to be there, that's see me in the kitchen
I run the red light, I don't [G#] stop at a million
I'm in the Challenger, I'm [G#m] Tokyo Drippin'
I am not comin', [C#m] I don't know these lil' bitches
You think I'm pussy?
Show me that [F#m] nigga
She got some hand straight, lil' [G#] shorty grippin'
Not tryna fuck, lil' hoe, you trippin'
This is Dior, talkin' bout a Christian
Nigga be yours, bro, do you not Christian?
All of the whores tryna fuck on Christian
All of these doors openin' for Christian
She call me God, she not even Christian
I guess I'm the Lord, baby, I [F#] don't get it
[C#m] [D]
[C#m] [C#]
Key:
F#m
G#
Fm
G
C#m
F#m
G#
Fm
_ _ [F#m] K.O.
[G#] _ [F#m] Yo, [G#] yo.
[F#m] _ _ Yo, yo.
Yo.
I mean, the whoppin' [G#] move.
[F#m] _ Label telling me to get more personal.
Shorty telling me to get a purse.
I told Boff and then I'm telling it's personal,
but I don't think that shit finna work.
So anti I can't come first.
[G#] These red coins I can't come first.
[F#m] I ain't trying to talk ho.
Gimme commerce.
My bitch mad I don't even come first.
My bitch mad but I'm gonna come first.
My bitch mad I don't let her come [Fm] first.
Young world lifestyle, it's a [G] young earth.
I was 16 making TikTok bitches [Fm] twerk.
And he call me a tits, I rap, but he a nerd
And if I'm a tits, I rap, but I did it first
And the nigga that I trust, is me
Pullin' up like I'm Curry, nigga, I'm a done, that shit from D
While I'm on tour, pull up in a mini van
I got many bands, I don't reach
And I got two bitches, that's 20 fingers
I got many hands on the meat
Ayy, [G] pop yo shit, Swin
Got these hoes on my dick, man
Ain't no matter, but that boy get [Fm] blitzed, man
In Toronto, bitch, I'm in the sixth, man
Stick come off the bench [F#m] like a sixth, man
I want plenty hoes, give me six, man
My nickname, Precipitation
[C#m] Cause I got that drip, [F#m] man
Can't come near me, dude, you got a Christian wristband
Get in my underwear, and then I'm flippin' inside of that bitch, man
Ah, this pack dressed, this shit kickin'
[C#m] Liquid crack, bitch, I sipped it
My shit [F#m] too, a T, lifted
She pull lips on me, sippin'
Bitch, I'm too elite, you trippin'
Give her my pita, lil' [G#] shorty grippin'
She got some hand straight, lil' shorty grippin'
Not tryna fuck, lil' hoe, you trippin'
This a Dior, talkin' [G] bout a Christian
Nigga be yours, bro, do you not [Fm] Christian?
All of the hoes [G] tryna fuck on Christian
All of these doors [Fm] openin' for Christian
She call me God, she not even Christian
I guess I'm the Lord, baby, I don't get it
She like, pass me [G] off to Christian
[Fm] And she wanna mash me, now we [A#] twinnin'
Oh shit, this perk, you got me spinnin'
Now and days, all of my [F#m] dreams livin'
Now and days, all [G#] of my dreams, I livin'
While I sleep [F#m] paralysis, but no demons in it
I fuck the hoe and left no [G#] semen in it
I [F#m] ain't supposed to be there, that's see me in the kitchen
I run the red light, I don't [G#] stop at a million
I'm in the Challenger, I'm [G#m] Tokyo Drippin'
I am not comin', [C#m] I don't know these lil' bitches
You think I'm pussy?
Show me that [F#m] nigga
She got some hand straight, lil' [G#] shorty grippin'
Not tryna fuck, lil' hoe, you trippin'
This is Dior, talkin' bout a Christian
Nigga be yours, bro, do you not Christian?
All of the whores tryna fuck on Christian
All of these doors openin' for Christian
She call me God, she not even Christian
I guess I'm the Lord, baby, I [F#] don't get it
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _
[G#] _ [F#m] Yo, [G#] yo.
[F#m] _ _ Yo, yo.
Yo.
I mean, the whoppin' [G#] move.
[F#m] _ Label telling me to get more personal.
Shorty telling me to get a purse.
I told Boff and then I'm telling it's personal,
but I don't think that shit finna work.
So anti I can't come first.
[G#] These red coins I can't come first.
[F#m] I ain't trying to talk ho.
Gimme commerce.
My bitch mad I don't even come first.
My bitch mad but I'm gonna come first.
My bitch mad I don't let her come [Fm] first.
Young world lifestyle, it's a [G] young earth.
I was 16 making TikTok bitches [Fm] twerk.
And he call me a tits, I rap, but he a nerd
And if I'm a tits, I rap, but I did it first
And the nigga that I trust, is me
Pullin' up like I'm Curry, nigga, I'm a done, that shit from D
While I'm on tour, pull up in a mini van
I got many bands, I don't reach
And I got two bitches, that's 20 fingers
I got many hands on the meat
Ayy, [G] pop yo shit, Swin
Got these hoes on my dick, man
Ain't no matter, but that boy get [Fm] blitzed, man
In Toronto, bitch, I'm in the sixth, man
Stick come off the bench [F#m] like a sixth, man
I want plenty hoes, give me six, man
My nickname, Precipitation
[C#m] Cause I got that drip, [F#m] man
Can't come near me, dude, you got a Christian wristband
Get in my underwear, and then I'm flippin' inside of that bitch, man
Ah, this pack dressed, this shit kickin'
[C#m] Liquid crack, bitch, I sipped it
My shit [F#m] too, a T, lifted
She pull lips on me, sippin'
Bitch, I'm too elite, you trippin'
Give her my pita, lil' [G#] shorty grippin'
She got some hand straight, lil' shorty grippin'
Not tryna fuck, lil' hoe, you trippin'
This a Dior, talkin' [G] bout a Christian
Nigga be yours, bro, do you not [Fm] Christian?
All of the hoes [G] tryna fuck on Christian
All of these doors [Fm] openin' for Christian
She call me God, she not even Christian
I guess I'm the Lord, baby, I don't get it
She like, pass me [G] off to Christian
[Fm] And she wanna mash me, now we [A#] twinnin'
Oh shit, this perk, you got me spinnin'
Now and days, all of my [F#m] dreams livin'
Now and days, all [G#] of my dreams, I livin'
While I sleep [F#m] paralysis, but no demons in it
I fuck the hoe and left no [G#] semen in it
I [F#m] ain't supposed to be there, that's see me in the kitchen
I run the red light, I don't [G#] stop at a million
I'm in the Challenger, I'm [G#m] Tokyo Drippin'
I am not comin', [C#m] I don't know these lil' bitches
You think I'm pussy?
Show me that [F#m] nigga
She got some hand straight, lil' [G#] shorty grippin'
Not tryna fuck, lil' hoe, you trippin'
This is Dior, talkin' bout a Christian
Nigga be yours, bro, do you not Christian?
All of the whores tryna fuck on Christian
All of these doors openin' for Christian
She call me God, she not even Christian
I guess I'm the Lord, baby, I [F#] don't get it
_ [C#m] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[C#m] _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _