Chords for C Blu - Drip feat. B-Lovee (Official Video)

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99.95 bpm
Chords used:

E

C#

G#m

D#

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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C Blu - Drip feat. B-Lovee (Official Video) chords
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Okay, Keno, I see you.
And let's go, CX.
Grah!
[G#m] [D#]
[E]
[C#] I be rockin' this, I know I'm quite be the drip,
Ya bitch on my body, she wanna take it,
So she touchin' my pants, she go for the grip,
I said, bae, I got offers, you know I can't sleep,
We can't go to that spot, I said, Knox won't get in,
20K on my drip, you ain't never do this,
All my odds bummed, yeah, they shop on 2 5th,
Yeah, I need to go back and return all them fits,
White distance, these blue niggas go cut the hit,
Through these embedders, I'm throwin' a stick,
Click it too much, I need me a switch,
Ain't no cap in my rap, bitch, I rap what I lit,
And I'm really the sick, I put on for this shit,
When I fuck with my trips, they gon' bleed to the wrist,
And I'm really the sick, I put on for this shit,
When I fuck with my trips, they gon' bleed to the wrist,
Bitch, I throw up the O cause I'm really a goon,
But your bum ain't get sent to the moon,
Oh, you want some guala?
Then come get a tune,
Grab a Chevy, we go to the moon,
And we towin' ladders on riders,
You lookin' like, what is the matter?
Lil' bitch, I'm a savage, I don't need no answers like,
Rap with my phone in Forensic,
Homie tryna rap, man, he ain't a part of us,
Hollows, they hit him, they takin' no parts,
Oh, he hot and we lit cause the parkin' up,
That boy froze up, then he so sparked,
I'm a demon, I pop out of the dark,
Test that boy, sleep and put beam on his heart,
Hold the ops cap, I don't know where to start,
Like, what should happen, I'm nothing but spark,
Wanna go link?
Let's go meet at the dark end,
Like, that's how shit really get lit,
He try to run, but I got the spark,
And that's how that lil' nigga trip,
I'm into this bitch, but I done not start it,
Like, hollows to him and his friends,
Deep in the guts, and she shakin' it [E] proper,
Like, I gotta hit it again,
I be rockin' this, I know it quite be the drip,
You a bitch on my body, she wanna take these,
When she touchin' my pants, she go for the grip,
I said, bae, I got offers, you know I can't sleep,
We can't go to that spot, after knocks, won't get in,
20K on my drip, you ain't never do this,
All my odds bummed, yeah, they shop up through fifth,
Yeah, I need to go back and return all them fifths,
Yeah, these bitches gon' fuck cause my name is C-Blue,
If she want some of me, she through in the crew,
And yeah, way before [E] rap, I been gettin' packs,
[C#] Kick me a check, we gon' go to the moon,
I'm the youngest, flexin', get in tune,
All this ice in my body, it's time when I move,
If you think he's gon' rhyme, you must be a fool,
I be carryin' rulers in and out of school,
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Okay, Keno, I see you. _ _ _ _
_ _ And let's go, CX. _
Grah!
[G#m] _ _ _ _ [D#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ _ _
[C#] I be rockin' this, I know I'm quite be the drip,
Ya bitch on my body, she wanna take it,
So she touchin' my pants, she go for the grip,
I said, bae, I got offers, you know I can't sleep,
We can't go to that spot, I said, Knox won't get in,
20K on my drip, you ain't never do this,
All my odds bummed, yeah, they shop on 2 5th,
Yeah, I need to go back and return all them fits,
White distance, these blue niggas go cut the hit,
Through these embedders, I'm throwin' a stick,
Click it too much, I need me a switch,
Ain't no cap in my rap, bitch, I rap what I lit,
And I'm really the sick, I put on for this shit,
When I fuck with my trips, they gon' bleed to the wrist,
And I'm really the sick, I put on for this shit,
When I fuck with my trips, they gon' bleed to the wrist,
Bitch, I throw up the O cause I'm really a goon,
But your bum ain't get sent to the moon,
Oh, you want some guala?
Then come get a tune,
Grab a Chevy, we go to the moon,
And we towin' ladders on riders,
You lookin' like, what is the matter?
Lil' bitch, I'm a savage, I don't need no answers like,
Rap with my phone in Forensic,
Homie tryna rap, man, he ain't a part of us,
Hollows, they hit him, they takin' no parts,
Oh, he hot and we lit cause the parkin' up,
That boy froze up, then he so sparked,
I'm a demon, I pop out of the dark,
Test that boy, sleep and put beam on his heart,
Hold the ops cap, I don't know where to start,
Like, what should happen, I'm nothing but spark,
Wanna go link?
Let's go meet at the dark end,
Like, that's how shit really get lit,
He try to run, but I got the spark,
And that's how that lil' nigga trip,
I'm into this bitch, but I done not start it,
Like, hollows to him and his friends,
Deep in the guts, and she shakin' it [E] proper,
Like, I gotta hit it again,
I be rockin' this, I know it quite be the drip,
You a bitch on my body, she wanna take these,
When she touchin' my pants, she go for the grip,
I said, bae, I got offers, you know I can't sleep,
We can't go to that spot, after knocks, won't get in,
20K on my drip, you ain't never do this,
All my odds bummed, yeah, they shop up through fifth,
Yeah, I need to go back and return all them fifths,
Yeah, these bitches gon' fuck cause my name is C-Blue,
If she want some of me, she through in the crew,
And yeah, way before [E] rap, I been gettin' packs,
[C#] Kick me a check, we gon' go to the moon,
I'm the youngest, flexin', get in tune,
All this ice in my body, it's time when I move,
If you think he's gon' rhyme, you must be a fool,
I be carryin' rulers in and out of school, _
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