Chords for BLOODIE x Roscoe G - 41 STOMP (Official Video)
Tempo:
70.65 bpm
Chords used:
G
D
C
C#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Yo, Lucas, man!
Try to have a baby in the head.
[C#] [G]
[D] [C]
Yeah, I caught him in the eye.
And caught his tongue, and I did let it clap.
Cops on my bitch, when the bitch went live.
Carl Richie's a bitch, I'ma put him in your head.
He wants you inside him, put you to bed.
Bow, uh, you in with that leg.
No shot at the shower, we all be bled.
Uh, uh, that sound do you dead.
Uh, that sounds the sound you see red.
Don't tell me you're holding that bitch, can't fight.
You can [D] feel like a bitch, you don't care if you're a knife.
Don't pull that gun out, to summon that light.
Get sent to the stars, like a flight of the night.
Uh, that sounds the sound they don't like.
Uh, that sounds the sound they don't like.
Now he up in the input, like,
So I see that boy drop.
[C] He's a do it, go alone up.
Throw a pen at him, close to the cup.
Now they up on the crib, like,
Tryna act like some feds.
Lil' J called up, I made that bitch dance.
Talk about 4chan, cap on the crib.
Carl Richie on the internet, boy I can slow.
Like, Jenna's a bitch and she know.
We beat that ass if you know that you know.
Yo, Jenna, you a bitch, treat that bitch like a, uh.
I'll treat that bitch like a ho.
You ain't caught me that time, I had to get in that mode.
Uh, uh, give duty to the Lord.
Yo, Carl's a bitch, I just held him to the floor.
So I woke up in that crib, like,
Heard that we had to drop.
We was gon' see them that day, cause they flop.
I got the jersey, lil' bro, that's enough.
Yo, I came up with my rap.
Yeah, I came up with an app.
If all this on that day, let it clap.
Talk to that bitch when [G] the man went live.
Uh, uh.
Try to have a baby in the head.
[C#] [G]
[D] [C]
Yeah, I caught him in the eye.
And caught his tongue, and I did let it clap.
Cops on my bitch, when the bitch went live.
Carl Richie's a bitch, I'ma put him in your head.
He wants you inside him, put you to bed.
Bow, uh, you in with that leg.
No shot at the shower, we all be bled.
Uh, uh, that sound do you dead.
Uh, that sounds the sound you see red.
Don't tell me you're holding that bitch, can't fight.
You can [D] feel like a bitch, you don't care if you're a knife.
Don't pull that gun out, to summon that light.
Get sent to the stars, like a flight of the night.
Uh, that sounds the sound they don't like.
Uh, that sounds the sound they don't like.
Now he up in the input, like,
So I see that boy drop.
[C] He's a do it, go alone up.
Throw a pen at him, close to the cup.
Now they up on the crib, like,
Tryna act like some feds.
Lil' J called up, I made that bitch dance.
Talk about 4chan, cap on the crib.
Carl Richie on the internet, boy I can slow.
Like, Jenna's a bitch and she know.
We beat that ass if you know that you know.
Yo, Jenna, you a bitch, treat that bitch like a, uh.
I'll treat that bitch like a ho.
You ain't caught me that time, I had to get in that mode.
Uh, uh, give duty to the Lord.
Yo, Carl's a bitch, I just held him to the floor.
So I woke up in that crib, like,
Heard that we had to drop.
We was gon' see them that day, cause they flop.
I got the jersey, lil' bro, that's enough.
Yo, I came up with my rap.
Yeah, I came up with an app.
If all this on that day, let it clap.
Talk to that bitch when [G] the man went live.
Uh, uh.
Key:
G
D
C
C#
G
D
C
C#
_ _ _ _ Yo, Lucas, man! _
_ _ _ _ Try to have a baby in the head.
[C#] _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Yeah, I caught him in the eye.
And caught his tongue, and I did let it clap.
Cops on my bitch, when the bitch went live.
Carl Richie's a bitch, I'ma put him in your head.
He wants you inside him, put you to bed.
Bow, uh, you in with that leg.
No shot at the shower, we all be bled.
Uh, uh, that sound do you dead.
Uh, that sounds the sound you see red.
Don't tell me you're holding that bitch, can't fight.
You can [D] feel like a bitch, you don't care if you're a knife.
Don't pull that gun out, to summon that light.
Get sent to the stars, like a flight of the night.
Uh, that sounds the sound they don't like.
Uh, that sounds the sound they don't like.
Now he up in the input, like,
So I see that boy drop.
[C] He's a do it, go alone up.
Throw a pen at him, close to the cup.
Now they up on the crib, like,
Tryna act like some feds.
Lil' J called up, I made that bitch dance.
Talk about 4chan, cap on the crib. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Carl Richie on the internet, boy I can slow.
Like, Jenna's a bitch and she know.
We beat that ass if you know that you know.
Yo, Jenna, you a bitch, treat that bitch like a, uh.
I'll treat that bitch like a ho.
You ain't caught me that time, I had to get in that mode.
Uh, uh, give duty to the Lord.
Yo, Carl's a bitch, I just held him to the floor.
So I woke up in that crib, like,
Heard that we had to drop.
We was gon' see them that day, cause they flop.
I got the jersey, lil' bro, that's enough.
Yo, I came up with my rap.
Yeah, I came up with an app.
If all this on that day, let it clap.
Talk to that bitch when [G] the man went live.
Uh, uh. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Try to have a baby in the head.
[C#] _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Yeah, I caught him in the eye.
And caught his tongue, and I did let it clap.
Cops on my bitch, when the bitch went live.
Carl Richie's a bitch, I'ma put him in your head.
He wants you inside him, put you to bed.
Bow, uh, you in with that leg.
No shot at the shower, we all be bled.
Uh, uh, that sound do you dead.
Uh, that sounds the sound you see red.
Don't tell me you're holding that bitch, can't fight.
You can [D] feel like a bitch, you don't care if you're a knife.
Don't pull that gun out, to summon that light.
Get sent to the stars, like a flight of the night.
Uh, that sounds the sound they don't like.
Uh, that sounds the sound they don't like.
Now he up in the input, like,
So I see that boy drop.
[C] He's a do it, go alone up.
Throw a pen at him, close to the cup.
Now they up on the crib, like,
Tryna act like some feds.
Lil' J called up, I made that bitch dance.
Talk about 4chan, cap on the crib. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Carl Richie on the internet, boy I can slow.
Like, Jenna's a bitch and she know.
We beat that ass if you know that you know.
Yo, Jenna, you a bitch, treat that bitch like a, uh.
I'll treat that bitch like a ho.
You ain't caught me that time, I had to get in that mode.
Uh, uh, give duty to the Lord.
Yo, Carl's a bitch, I just held him to the floor.
So I woke up in that crib, like,
Heard that we had to drop.
We was gon' see them that day, cause they flop.
I got the jersey, lil' bro, that's enough.
Yo, I came up with my rap.
Yeah, I came up with an app.
If all this on that day, let it clap.
Talk to that bitch when [G] the man went live.
Uh, uh. _ _ _ _ _ _