Chords for Juice WRLD - Syphilis (Official Audio)
Tempo:
74.525 bpm
Chords used:
G
Eb
E
Db
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G]
Look you up, bitch, it's you that in your neck, disrespectin', I'm gon' take your breath,
uh-huh-huh, and interrupt with, crackin' crystal meth, uh-huh-huh, and diss sect, and discept,
I got lean on my bitch, I got beef on my drink, on that good, it's a dick, I'm gonna fuck your face with it
I got lean on my bitch, I got beef on my drink, on my good, it's a dick, I'm gonna fuck your face with it
I'm so pussy wet, feel like a slippin' slide, she gon' let me fuck, yeah I get inside
I'm a chopper heat seeker, run what you can't hide, police on my ass, buckle up, let's go for a ride
Cody with the purse, take too many, feel like I'ma die, I can't go out like that, ain't tryna make my mama cry
Top with a 30 in it, I put up on a helmet, I'm traumatized, I could change anything, got them Obama eyes
Bitch got me sicker than sniffle, this that nigga trippin' and I'ma get rid of him
My eyes go cracker than licorice, I had to lick it, I ended up killin' him
Tell me I picture like a lollipop, she can't stop lickin' me up
Bitch I'ma go, bitch you suck, you wanna fight, bitch what's up
[Eb] Everyday I'm on go mode with a 4-0 up in my pants
Off of the Perks and the Cody, no more can I ever do Xan
I take drugs when I'm [E] coping, uh, I'ma tell me to turn to [G] a dope fiend, uh
Niggas in jail droppin' a stoke like, what?
I heard that that was your homie
I got lean in my bitch, I got beef on my blink
On that gun, it's a dick, I'ma fuck your face with it
I got lean in my bitch, I got beef on my blink
On my gun, it's a dick, I'ma fuck your face with it
[Db] [G] Yeah, okay, okay, okay, okay, yeah
Fuck all these other good guys, fuck all these fucking chocolate red blood bitch
Ah, no lenigate
One more, one more, one more, one more, one more,
Look you up, bitch, it's you that in your neck, disrespectin', I'm gon' take your breath,
uh-huh-huh, and interrupt with, crackin' crystal meth, uh-huh-huh, and diss sect, and discept,
I got lean on my bitch, I got beef on my drink, on that good, it's a dick, I'm gonna fuck your face with it
I got lean on my bitch, I got beef on my drink, on my good, it's a dick, I'm gonna fuck your face with it
I'm so pussy wet, feel like a slippin' slide, she gon' let me fuck, yeah I get inside
I'm a chopper heat seeker, run what you can't hide, police on my ass, buckle up, let's go for a ride
Cody with the purse, take too many, feel like I'ma die, I can't go out like that, ain't tryna make my mama cry
Top with a 30 in it, I put up on a helmet, I'm traumatized, I could change anything, got them Obama eyes
Bitch got me sicker than sniffle, this that nigga trippin' and I'ma get rid of him
My eyes go cracker than licorice, I had to lick it, I ended up killin' him
Tell me I picture like a lollipop, she can't stop lickin' me up
Bitch I'ma go, bitch you suck, you wanna fight, bitch what's up
[Eb] Everyday I'm on go mode with a 4-0 up in my pants
Off of the Perks and the Cody, no more can I ever do Xan
I take drugs when I'm [E] coping, uh, I'ma tell me to turn to [G] a dope fiend, uh
Niggas in jail droppin' a stoke like, what?
I heard that that was your homie
I got lean in my bitch, I got beef on my blink
On that gun, it's a dick, I'ma fuck your face with it
I got lean in my bitch, I got beef on my blink
On my gun, it's a dick, I'ma fuck your face with it
[Db] [G] Yeah, okay, okay, okay, okay, yeah
Fuck all these other good guys, fuck all these fucking chocolate red blood bitch
Ah, no lenigate
One more, one more, one more, one more, one more,
Key:
G
Eb
E
Db
G
Eb
E
Db
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Look you up, bitch, it's you that in your neck, _ disrespectin', I'm gon' take your breath,
uh-huh-huh, and interrupt with, crackin' crystal meth, uh-huh-huh, and diss sect, and discept,
I got lean on my bitch, I got beef on my drink, on that good, it's a dick, I'm gonna fuck your face with it
I got lean on my bitch, I got beef on my drink, on my good, it's a dick, I'm gonna fuck your face with it
I'm so pussy wet, feel like a slippin' slide, she gon' let me fuck, yeah I get inside
I'm a chopper heat seeker, run what you can't hide, police on my ass, buckle up, let's go for a ride
Cody with the purse, take too many, feel like I'ma die, I can't go out like that, ain't tryna make my mama cry
Top with a 30 in it, I put up on a helmet, I'm traumatized, I could change anything, got them Obama eyes
Bitch got me sicker than sniffle, this that nigga trippin' and I'ma get rid of him
My eyes go cracker than licorice, I had to lick it, I ended up killin' him
Tell me I picture like a lollipop, she can't stop lickin' me up
Bitch I'ma go, bitch you suck, you wanna fight, bitch what's up
[Eb] Everyday I'm on go mode with a 4-0 up in my pants
Off of the Perks and the Cody, no more can I ever do Xan
I take drugs when I'm [E] coping, uh, I'ma tell me to turn to [G] a dope fiend, uh
Niggas in jail droppin' a stoke like, what?
I heard that that was your homie
I got lean in my bitch, I got beef on my blink
On that gun, it's a dick, I'ma fuck your face with it
I got lean in my bitch, I got beef on my blink
On my gun, it's a dick, I'ma fuck your face with it
[Db] _ [G] _ _ _ Yeah, okay, okay, okay, okay, yeah
Fuck all these other good guys, fuck all these fucking chocolate red blood bitch
Ah, no lenigate _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ One more, one more, one more, one more, one more,
_ _ _ _ _ _ Look you up, bitch, it's you that in your neck, _ disrespectin', I'm gon' take your breath,
uh-huh-huh, and interrupt with, crackin' crystal meth, uh-huh-huh, and diss sect, and discept,
I got lean on my bitch, I got beef on my drink, on that good, it's a dick, I'm gonna fuck your face with it
I got lean on my bitch, I got beef on my drink, on my good, it's a dick, I'm gonna fuck your face with it
I'm so pussy wet, feel like a slippin' slide, she gon' let me fuck, yeah I get inside
I'm a chopper heat seeker, run what you can't hide, police on my ass, buckle up, let's go for a ride
Cody with the purse, take too many, feel like I'ma die, I can't go out like that, ain't tryna make my mama cry
Top with a 30 in it, I put up on a helmet, I'm traumatized, I could change anything, got them Obama eyes
Bitch got me sicker than sniffle, this that nigga trippin' and I'ma get rid of him
My eyes go cracker than licorice, I had to lick it, I ended up killin' him
Tell me I picture like a lollipop, she can't stop lickin' me up
Bitch I'ma go, bitch you suck, you wanna fight, bitch what's up
[Eb] Everyday I'm on go mode with a 4-0 up in my pants
Off of the Perks and the Cody, no more can I ever do Xan
I take drugs when I'm [E] coping, uh, I'ma tell me to turn to [G] a dope fiend, uh
Niggas in jail droppin' a stoke like, what?
I heard that that was your homie
I got lean in my bitch, I got beef on my blink
On that gun, it's a dick, I'ma fuck your face with it
I got lean in my bitch, I got beef on my blink
On my gun, it's a dick, I'ma fuck your face with it
[Db] _ [G] _ _ _ Yeah, okay, okay, okay, okay, yeah
Fuck all these other good guys, fuck all these fucking chocolate red blood bitch
Ah, no lenigate _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ One more, one more, one more, one more, one more,