Chords for Juice WRLD - Big (Official Audio)

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[E] _ [Am] I didn't make it.
I didn't make it.
Sick [Em] _ _ [Am] and tired of these [Em] hating ass niggas though.
[F] Let _
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[Em] _ _ [Am] my dick read for a couple seconds.
So [Em] I paint that.
Where the fuck [Am] is the bank at?
I be sucking [Em] on rank, yeah.
[F] Okay.
If you ain't paying a [E] hundred thousand, get them finches out my face.
50k to install [Em] a Kony who found it in my [F] newest state.
I got that pump inside [Em] riding the cat.
That pump made them [F] pumpers break.
I ain't Lil Pump, but I [Em] got double Glocks on me like [Am] Gucci gang.
We ball like Will [Em] Chamberlain like the name of them old [Am] Gucci tapes.
Yeah, I'm talking about [Em] Gucci, man.
And the little bitch like, [F] brr, why you so insecure?
[Em] Who got the pills in [Am] here?
How do you live in [Em] here?
I got my crib [Am] here.
Having some kids [Em] here.
I do it big, [Am] yeah.
Big, big, [Em] yeah.
I do it big, [Am] yeah.
Big, big, [Em] yeah.
You saw me in the [Am] club.
How did you get in [Em] here?
Why did you do it [Am] here?
Why you shoot it [Em] here?
Doing it big, [Am] yeah.
Big, big, [Em] yeah.
Doing it big, [F] yeah.
Big, big, [Em] yeah.
Oh, [F] wait, oh, wait, oh, wait, oh, [Em] wait, oh.
You [Am] want bullshit, I'll hit you with [Em] that old lady.
To my shoulder, I got a full myself, Lil Wayne.
[F] Even when I stand up and hit it from the back, I'm still [Em] getting laid.
[F] Never get drunk and she run up on me, [Em] she get slayed.
[Am] I took a piss in your day, [Em] homie, great.
[Am] Chicago shit, yeah.
[Em] Chicago nigga.
[F] Smell the dirt for your bitch.
[Em] Get up to my wrist.
I [F] can pay you rent.
Only dozen [Em] checks.
Couple with the tents.
[Am] Pull up with the tents.
Feel good, [Em] send it.
Never gave a fuck.
[E] Never gave a shit.
Only [Em] getting rich, stay in Pied Land.
[G] Forget it, don't forget it.
No, I don't forget [C#m] shit.
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[Em] Fuckers at y'all just [F] had to relax.
[Em] Even at my worst, I'm feeling like I am the best.
I didn't mean to wear a piece of myself like I'm [Am] Ron Artist.
[Em] I never been a referee, but I [F] still got a dick.
Kill the tech.
[Em] You don't get thumb and kick the [F] shit hard to die in dress.
[Em] Rob Stylist and Timmy [Am] Hendrix in the projects.
[Em] All the time the nigga block to [F] a art project.
Picasso, [E] I paint that.
Where the [F] fuck is the bang at?
Army [Em] Sergeant, no rank, yeah.
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