Chords for Griselda - Fire In The Booth

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Griselda - Fire In The Booth chords
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I know you gonna dig this.
Oh yeah!
[C#] Perfect!
Alright it's got to that one important time of the show once again my favorite [N] part of the show!
Fire in the booth!
And so now we got something for you man, I mean something big!
I'm excited about this one you know, I got a feeling about this one!
It's about to be something!
Let's get it nigga!
You know what time it is when you hear this rap!
Buffalo stand up!
[G#] The almighty!
[F#] Bit Razel than this mothafucka!
Yeah!
[F#m]
You already fuckin' know man!
[B] Told your niggas [F#] y'all gotta fuckin' rap man!
Eastside Buffalo shit, Westside [Bm] man!
[F#m] Fuckin' fly God man!
Whoop machine gun do rest in peace man!
I [F#] know you gonna dig this!
Put on my shoes naw, my hammer was first!
Bulletproof the whip I use to take my grandma to church!
I went grand for grand with the work, hand in hand on the first!
Everybody who hatin' now was a fan of us first!
Hey look, underdog what?
What you wanna do?
Let's put a hundred more up [G] nigga!
The sum of all us!
[F#m] I'm in two whips, one a Tahoe, one a tour bus!
[F#] Got so many straps with us [Bm] we could start a war up!
[F#m] It's a real safe hazard if you steal [F#] Ye traffic!
Show where that money coming [A#] from, still pay taxes!
[F#m] The IRS coming and they sell faith faster!
Start a business in a building that you still make racks in!
I learn from my losses, stripes I earthed from the bosses!
Whippin' deuces, tell them [B] hoopies turn thinner Porsches!
[F#m] I curve bitches off their lies, I heard bitches talkin' how she mimes!
I send a text back, birds bitches stalkin'!
You gotta be careful, these hoes think they fancy!
I [F#] just want my dick sucked, she wanna start a family!
She average, get her taxes, and go to Miami!
But with this kinda status I'll probably go to the Grammys!
I know niggas hate me, I came out the trenches!
On some new shit, bust some waists, I invented!
PayPal or credit, send that cake or you debt it!
This the real definition, how you stay down and get it!
I'm the next Nas in, if they judge us off skill!
Got your bitch in the middle, Times Square, Lower Hill!
Told her my phone was dead, she wrote her number on the bill!
Off white paint on [F] my jacket, look like a spill!
[F#m]
Played last year, but watched the price shoot up!
All black, my entourage trash just like shooters!
[F#] You spend your life with us, me, I give a night to her!
Cause Drake told these bitches [G#] they don't gotta be nice to us!
[F#m] Thousand grams on a plate, that's what my preference [F#] was!
So I had interviews with Connex, not the Breakfast Club facts!
[F#m] You told me 26, it was 30 before that!
I hurried to score that, you was 30 before rap nigga!
He's hitting up!
[Bm] I'm taking all the fuckin' [F#m] butcher nigga!
Big Rizzo, big beer, fappin' and shit nigga!
Yeah, let me fix my motherfuckin' jewels right quick!
[F#] I'm gonna catch my chick, I'm sick!
I just bought a new Ford Fifth!
For my man, just came from Atlanta trunk full!
He just got back from a road trip!
Gave me two cartridges, box of bullets for both clips!
He said you better buy a couple more, they gon' be so quick!
I said my nigga when you sliding off?
Cause I'ma do this joke tonight, then I'm back tomorrow to buy em all!
I took a loss, but now I'm back buying raw!
Sell it for the Shaq, but I get it for the Brian Shaw!
Letting off his Mack, got you niggas tryna climb a wall!
I put the pressure on your shooters like [F#m] Kuwaiti claw!
In every verse I'm applying more!
Heard 6ix9ine [Bm] testified, I ain't surprised [F#m] at all!
Do the walk ups, my nigga [F#] we ain't driving by!
I brought [Bm] Flea with me and he been dying [F#m] to slide!
My nigga did 12 years for letting the iron fly!
Left when he was 16, he came home science sized!
My doctor mad that I wouldn't let him [F#] operate!
I bounce back and I just made more money than my doctor make!
Violating you, getting the surgeon and the doctor dates!
I'm like a helicopter landing all the noise my [F#m] child will make!
Ask if it's a problem, they won't answer me back!
[F#] I'm caught sighing poorly, Carmelo Anthony back!
Really just came to see my plug, I go hand them the sack!
I'm smiling like Anderson Paak when he handing me the packs!
My nigga pull up in a gray spaceship!
Hop out a fake Asics, told Flea you gon' be rich!
You just gotta stay patient!
My bitch looking like a young Sinéad Latham!
Sitting ringside watching Tank Davis!
Johnny Dang chain bracelet, niggas mad cause I'm eating!
Then you can't take it, bout to drop my album!
And the impact gon' [F#m] shake pavement!
If the smoke from the platoons pull up with K's waving!
A lot of bullets thrown like when Brady played Peyton!
Rockers [F#] designed it to my draws, niggas slide into the mall!
But they ain't finding this [F#m] Dior nigga!
We was in the trenches selling [F#] China by the store!
Window watcher in the [Bm] trap, Mac 90 by the [G] door!
In Houston riding down Westheimer in the car!
That car's more than what you signed for, admire from afar!
If you niggas run up on me, then I'm firing this rod!
Chopper set you fuck niggas on fire, I'm the [F#m] guard nigga!
He's on fire!
He's on fire!
That's why niggas not fucking with me!
He's on [F#] fire!
[B] That's why niggas [F#m] can't fuck with the game, [F#] baby!
Yeah, what was she gonna do?
[F#m] Hold up, man.
He a smoke, y'all niggas [N] know it now!
Hey, you man went in!
That was slutty, that was wild!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, man.
I was excited about this and you man never let me down, you know?
You know what I'm saying?
You know what's up, nigga?
We came to fuck around.
We're artists.
East side, nigga, West side, butt on those shit, nigga.
Free my nigga Duffel.
Come on, for one.
It's the machine, nigga.
Do this shit.
You know what I mean?
And that, that right there.
The butcher coming, nigga.
That bitch!
Fuck a nigga.
It's fire!
Damn sure, what up, boy?
In the booth!
So I hope you enjoyed that Fire In The Booth.
What you gotta do now is click here to subscribe.
Click here to check out the Fire In The Booth playlist.
Click here to check out the artist's music on Apple Music.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ I _ _ know _ _ _ you gonna dig this.
Oh yeah!
[C#] Perfect!
Alright it's got to that one important time of the show once again my favorite [N] part of the show!
_ _ _ Fire in the booth!
And so now we got something for you man, I mean something big!
I'm excited about this one you know, I got a feeling about this one!
It's about _ _ to _ be something!
Let's get it nigga!
You know what time it is when you hear this rap!
Buffalo stand up!
[G#] The almighty!
_ [F#] Bit Razel than this mothafucka! _
_ _ Yeah! _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
_ You already fuckin' know man!
[B] Told your niggas [F#] y'all gotta fuckin' rap man!
Eastside Buffalo shit, Westside [Bm] man!
[F#m] Fuckin' fly God man!
Whoop machine gun do rest in peace man!
I [F#] know you gonna dig this!
Put on my shoes naw, my hammer was first!
Bulletproof the whip I use to take my grandma to church!
I went grand for grand with the work, hand in hand on the first!
Everybody who hatin' now was a fan of us first!
Hey look, underdog what?
What you wanna do?
Let's put a hundred more up [G] nigga!
The sum of all us!
[F#m] I'm in two whips, one a Tahoe, one a tour bus!
[F#] Got so many straps with us [Bm] we could start a war up!
[F#m] It's a real safe hazard if you steal [F#] Ye traffic!
Show where that money coming [A#] from, still pay taxes!
[F#m] The IRS coming and they sell faith faster!
Start a business in a building that you still make racks in!
I learn from my losses, stripes I earthed from the bosses!
Whippin' deuces, tell them [B] hoopies turn thinner Porsches!
[F#m] I curve bitches off their lies, I heard bitches talkin' how she mimes!
I send a text back, birds bitches stalkin'!
You gotta be careful, these hoes think they fancy!
I [F#] just want my dick sucked, she wanna start a family!
She average, get her taxes, and go to Miami!
But with this kinda status I'll probably go to the Grammys!
I know niggas hate me, I came out the trenches!
On some new shit, bust some waists, I invented!
PayPal or credit, send that cake or you debt it!
This the real definition, how you stay down and get it!
I'm the next Nas in, if they judge us off skill!
Got your bitch in the middle, Times Square, Lower Hill!
Told her my phone was dead, she wrote her number on the bill!
Off white paint on [F] my jacket, look like a spill!
[F#m]
Played last year, but watched the price shoot up!
All black, my entourage trash just like shooters!
[F#] You spend your life with us, me, I give a night to her!
Cause Drake told these bitches [G#] they don't gotta be nice to us!
[F#m] Thousand grams on a plate, that's what my preference [F#] was!
So I had interviews with Connex, not the Breakfast Club facts!
[F#m] You told me 26, it was 30 before that!
I hurried to score that, you was 30 before rap nigga!
He's hitting up!
[Bm] I'm taking all the fuckin' [F#m] butcher nigga!
Big Rizzo, big beer, fappin' and shit nigga!
Yeah, let me fix my motherfuckin' jewels right quick!
[F#] I'm gonna catch my chick, I'm sick!
I just bought a new Ford Fifth!
For my man, just came from Atlanta trunk full!
He just got back from a road trip!
Gave me two cartridges, box of bullets for both clips!
He said you better buy a couple more, they gon' be so quick!
I said my nigga when you sliding off?
Cause I'ma do this joke tonight, then I'm back tomorrow to buy em all!
I took a loss, but now I'm back buying raw!
Sell it for the Shaq, but I get it for the Brian Shaw!
Letting off his Mack, got you niggas tryna climb a wall!
I put the pressure on your shooters like [F#m] Kuwaiti claw!
In every verse I'm applying more!
Heard 6ix9ine [Bm] testified, I ain't surprised [F#m] at all!
Do the walk ups, my nigga [F#] we ain't driving by!
I brought [Bm] Flea with me and he been dying [F#m] to slide!
My nigga did 12 years for letting the iron fly!
Left when he was 16, he came home science sized!
My doctor mad that I wouldn't let him [F#] operate!
I bounce back and I just made more money than my doctor make!
Violating you, getting the surgeon and the doctor dates!
I'm like a helicopter landing all the noise my [F#m] child will make!
Ask if it's a problem, they won't answer me back!
[F#] I'm caught sighing poorly, Carmelo Anthony back!
Really just came to see my plug, I go hand them the sack!
I'm smiling like Anderson Paak when he handing me the packs!
My nigga pull up in a gray spaceship!
Hop out a fake Asics, told Flea you gon' be rich!
You just gotta stay patient!
My bitch looking like a young Sinéad Latham!
Sitting ringside watching Tank Davis!
Johnny Dang chain bracelet, niggas mad cause I'm eating!
Then you can't take it, bout to drop my album!
And the impact gon' [F#m] shake pavement!
If the smoke from the platoons pull up with K's waving!
A lot of bullets thrown like when Brady played Peyton!
Rockers [F#] designed it to my draws, niggas slide into the mall!
But they ain't finding this [F#m] Dior nigga!
We was in the trenches selling [F#] China by the store!
Window watcher in the [Bm] trap, Mac 90 by the [G] door!
In Houston riding down Westheimer in the car!
That car's more than what you signed for, admire from afar!
If you niggas run up on me, then I'm firing this rod!
Chopper set you fuck niggas on fire, I'm the [F#m] guard nigga!
He's on fire!
He's on fire!
_ _ That's why niggas not fucking with me! _
He's on [F#] fire!
_ [B] _ That's why niggas [F#m] can't fuck with the game, [F#] baby!
Yeah, what was she gonna do?
[F#m] Hold up, man.
He a smoke, y'all niggas [N] know it now!
Hey, you man went in!
That was slutty, that was wild!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, man.
I was excited about this and you man never let me down, you know?
You know what I'm saying?
You know what's up, nigga?
We came to fuck around.
We're artists.
East side, nigga, West side, butt on those shit, nigga.
Free my nigga Duffel.
Come on, for one.
It's the machine, nigga.
Do this shit.
You know what I mean?
And that, that right there.
The butcher coming, nigga.
That bitch!
Fuck a nigga.
It's fire!
Damn sure, what up, boy?
In the booth!
So I hope you enjoyed that Fire In The Booth.
What you gotta do now is click here to subscribe.
Click here to check out the Fire In The Booth playlist.
Click here to check out the artist's music on Apple Music.
And click here to check out the artist's latest music video.
See?
Making your life easier here. _ _ _