Chords for Kay Flock - Don't Trip (Official Audio)
Tempo:
139.75 bpm
Chords used:
F#m
D
C#
G#
D#
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D]
[F#m] [D]
[F#m] [D]
[F#m] [D]
[F#m] [D]
[F#m] [D]
[F#m] [D] [G#]
[F#m] [D]
[C#]
They getting clipped, they always clippin' on feet
We don't need no V so one time, boop out the tip
[F#m] They call Gotti or Natti or Scotti
[D] They call Gotti's but [C#] Addi's a thot
I know Natti [F#m] gon' fly so I keep him beside me
[D] I'm not Scotti still moving through Hottie
He be [F#m] feeling that itch and he catch him a body
[D] He gon' post up and smoke in your lobby
He said K [F#m]-Bro I'm fucked I just done right beside me
I'm [D] like he be like D Brady no Tommy
Like [F#m] going to field time catching Mahami
[D] We spinning we smoking on Lottie
Rap [F#m] being grippy we move a oppie
[D] Like circle gon' fly catch a mommy
Smoking [F#m] that dummy that mad in that Lottie
I spit through that hate [C#] they don't try me
They tying up book and they say they gon' find me
[D] Like you could get left in the lobby
Baby we could be Whitney and Bobby
Like Keshia and Tommy
So without you I'm catching a body
Shit when I fuck don't touch this momma
[F#m] They keep talking to me like Yungi Ruko
He a dump out the feet
I spit through that ache with that boy in the team
Hollow's head is silly poppin' make him geek
I don't care if you don't like me
Talk about that V like
Punk up the boot let's go creep
Why they running only let him breathe
He [C#] spot his man he riding close to the street
[F#m] Hollow's head his body make him geek
[D#] [F#m] [C#]
[F#m] [D]
[F#m] [D]
[F#m] [D]
[F#m] [D]
[F#m] [D]
[F#m] [D]
[F#m] [D]
[F#m] [D]
[F#m] [D]
[F#m] [D] [G#]
[F#m] [D]
[C#]
They getting clipped, they always clippin' on feet
We don't need no V so one time, boop out the tip
[F#m] They call Gotti or Natti or Scotti
[D] They call Gotti's but [C#] Addi's a thot
I know Natti [F#m] gon' fly so I keep him beside me
[D] I'm not Scotti still moving through Hottie
He be [F#m] feeling that itch and he catch him a body
[D] He gon' post up and smoke in your lobby
He said K [F#m]-Bro I'm fucked I just done right beside me
I'm [D] like he be like D Brady no Tommy
Like [F#m] going to field time catching Mahami
[D] We spinning we smoking on Lottie
Rap [F#m] being grippy we move a oppie
[D] Like circle gon' fly catch a mommy
Smoking [F#m] that dummy that mad in that Lottie
I spit through that hate [C#] they don't try me
They tying up book and they say they gon' find me
[D] Like you could get left in the lobby
Baby we could be Whitney and Bobby
Like Keshia and Tommy
So without you I'm catching a body
Shit when I fuck don't touch this momma
[F#m] They keep talking to me like Yungi Ruko
He a dump out the feet
I spit through that ache with that boy in the team
Hollow's head is silly poppin' make him geek
I don't care if you don't like me
Talk about that V like
Punk up the boot let's go creep
Why they running only let him breathe
He [C#] spot his man he riding close to the street
[F#m] Hollow's head his body make him geek
[D#] [F#m] [C#]
[F#m] [D]
[F#m] [D]
[F#m] [D]
[F#m] [D]
Key:
F#m
D
C#
G#
D#
F#m
D
C#
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_ _ _ _ They getting clipped, they always clippin' on feet
We don't need no V so one time, boop out the tip
[F#m] They call Gotti or Natti or Scotti
[D] They call Gotti's but [C#] Addi's a thot
I know Natti [F#m] gon' fly so I keep him beside me
[D] I'm not Scotti still moving through Hottie
He be [F#m] feeling that itch and he catch him a body
[D] He gon' post up and smoke in your lobby
He said K [F#m]-Bro I'm fucked I just done right beside me
I'm [D] like he be like D Brady no Tommy
Like [F#m] going to field time catching Mahami
[D] We spinning we smoking on Lottie
Rap [F#m] being grippy we move a oppie
[D] Like circle gon' fly catch a mommy
Smoking [F#m] that dummy that mad in that Lottie
I spit through that hate [C#] they don't try me
They tying up book and they say they gon' find me
[D] Like you could get left in the lobby
Baby we could be Whitney and Bobby
Like Keshia and Tommy
So without you I'm catching a body
Shit when I fuck don't touch this momma
[F#m] They keep talking to me like Yungi Ruko
He a dump out the feet
I spit through that ache with that boy in the team
Hollow's head is silly poppin' make him geek
I don't care if you don't like me
Talk about that V like
Punk up the boot let's go creep
Why they running only let him breathe
He [C#] spot his man he riding close to the street
[F#m] Hollow's head his body make him geek
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_ _ _ _ They getting clipped, they always clippin' on feet
We don't need no V so one time, boop out the tip
[F#m] They call Gotti or Natti or Scotti
[D] They call Gotti's but [C#] Addi's a thot
I know Natti [F#m] gon' fly so I keep him beside me
[D] I'm not Scotti still moving through Hottie
He be [F#m] feeling that itch and he catch him a body
[D] He gon' post up and smoke in your lobby
He said K [F#m]-Bro I'm fucked I just done right beside me
I'm [D] like he be like D Brady no Tommy
Like [F#m] going to field time catching Mahami
[D] We spinning we smoking on Lottie
Rap [F#m] being grippy we move a oppie
[D] Like circle gon' fly catch a mommy
Smoking [F#m] that dummy that mad in that Lottie
I spit through that hate [C#] they don't try me
They tying up book and they say they gon' find me
[D] Like you could get left in the lobby
Baby we could be Whitney and Bobby
Like Keshia and Tommy
So without you I'm catching a body
Shit when I fuck don't touch this momma
[F#m] They keep talking to me like Yungi Ruko
He a dump out the feet
I spit through that ache with that boy in the team
Hollow's head is silly poppin' make him geek
I don't care if you don't like me
Talk about that V like
Punk up the boot let's go creep
Why they running only let him breathe
He [C#] spot his man he riding close to the street
[F#m] Hollow's head his body make him geek
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