Chords for Lil Yachty Feat. BabyTron - Hybrid (Official Audio)
Tempo:
86.7 bpm
Chords used:
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
What up, folks?
Ayy, ayy, [E] shitty boy.
Track Tools got me Euro stepping like I'm ball playing.
If it's smoke, we gon' send some shots and leave them cross-faded.
Snitches get stitches like shit, that's the law, ain't it?
Demolition Man, the old bitch crib wall breaking.
Begging for the sauce, I don't wanna hear you toss, break that.
Right side of Dove shop, my left pocket off.
Brain change, tri-color, but the Buffy's, yeah, they caught cash.
God bless the skin, pre-My Baby's fighting fraud, shag.
Newest bape, I got it zipped up, she see the real it.
2016, I made a killing off Vanilla Gifts.
Five years later, self-scan, still a hit for Foo Fee.
In a drop of UAV, really got killers with it.
I see, Usa Watt, Y3, newest crop.
5P by 2 o'clock, hypebeast, Gucci socks.
Side street, look at the cop.
Try me, that's you and Glock.
Tricking on the picky bitch like, do you like these shoes or not?
Burr retarded, but it's scribblesome like he doodle-bop.
Used to do the rhyming, it's $200 noodles, nah.
Lil' smart bitch from U of M, she got some stupid talk.
Hunky got that strong dog in, you can't poodle shop.
Garlic rib dinner, takeout from the crab house.
If we don't see you, stakeout, then come ass-hop.
Cutting up like a switchblade, finna stab out.
Zip a turtle pie to the face, I might pass out.
Line look bougie, all my bitches got a bad mouth.
Didn't wanna fight in middle school, you wanna scrap now?
Put your heads down and point to where I'm pulling mag out.
He had dog shit from EDD, but he ran out.
Lil' Bo, baby trime, bad boy in 89.
exotic pop, buddy, got me walking around like Frankenstein.
Off white ones, up like Jordan back in 85.
Price is going up, for a bitch, you gotta pay me five.
High up, erosion bands at the same time.
How the hell is niggas gangstas graduate from St.
John's?
I don't follow, no, I'm on the road, I paint my own lines.
20 gift, he's trying to swipe a Chevy, gotta make him mine.
23 to me like 30 million, you can check my taxes.
Only letting bitches be the runners, yes, I am a sexist.
Diamond teeth all throughout my mouth, cost a starter lexus.
Late night, just put her on G6, now she on a Pex.
A Martin Luther in a room full of Malcolm Xs.
Really rich, them niggas with they moms, I am not your ex.
Chunk of ice all throughout my covers like a game of Tetris.
Niggas biting everything I do, yes, I am too infectious.
If I lose or give a fuck, I'll buy another one.
Spend a hundred, yeah, a hundred times, but jump beneath us, honey.
All these niggas acting just like me, shit, I don't need a sign.
50 niggas all surround my car like I don't need a gun.
Spit shit that have them too sick, thinking he the one.
Pop him in his face, midday, you can still see sun.
5 star, top 10 bitches doing store runs.
Ran out of bullets, don't reload, just go buy more guns.
Might go up my lil' sister.
What up, 41?
Niggas had him getting rich.
They broke in 41.
Yo, bitch, love to suck dick, leave it on her tongue.
Hit the beat, I wanna tell you the truth, dog, I know it's done.
Damn, could've been my bitch.
Spam my name, they in a hoodie like they from Operation.
New, made bad, eco-friendly, yes, it's hybrid.
Y19 come off the hips like a stock gig.
Bitch, what's my name?
What's my name?
Broke kitchen, only got chickens.
I raise them kings.
These niggas grow up with riches.
Neftopain, Superman.
Pills got me looking around for the Lord's Landing.
Us.
Ayy, ayy, [E] shitty boy.
Track Tools got me Euro stepping like I'm ball playing.
If it's smoke, we gon' send some shots and leave them cross-faded.
Snitches get stitches like shit, that's the law, ain't it?
Demolition Man, the old bitch crib wall breaking.
Begging for the sauce, I don't wanna hear you toss, break that.
Right side of Dove shop, my left pocket off.
Brain change, tri-color, but the Buffy's, yeah, they caught cash.
God bless the skin, pre-My Baby's fighting fraud, shag.
Newest bape, I got it zipped up, she see the real it.
2016, I made a killing off Vanilla Gifts.
Five years later, self-scan, still a hit for Foo Fee.
In a drop of UAV, really got killers with it.
I see, Usa Watt, Y3, newest crop.
5P by 2 o'clock, hypebeast, Gucci socks.
Side street, look at the cop.
Try me, that's you and Glock.
Tricking on the picky bitch like, do you like these shoes or not?
Burr retarded, but it's scribblesome like he doodle-bop.
Used to do the rhyming, it's $200 noodles, nah.
Lil' smart bitch from U of M, she got some stupid talk.
Hunky got that strong dog in, you can't poodle shop.
Garlic rib dinner, takeout from the crab house.
If we don't see you, stakeout, then come ass-hop.
Cutting up like a switchblade, finna stab out.
Zip a turtle pie to the face, I might pass out.
Line look bougie, all my bitches got a bad mouth.
Didn't wanna fight in middle school, you wanna scrap now?
Put your heads down and point to where I'm pulling mag out.
He had dog shit from EDD, but he ran out.
Lil' Bo, baby trime, bad boy in 89.
exotic pop, buddy, got me walking around like Frankenstein.
Off white ones, up like Jordan back in 85.
Price is going up, for a bitch, you gotta pay me five.
High up, erosion bands at the same time.
How the hell is niggas gangstas graduate from St.
John's?
I don't follow, no, I'm on the road, I paint my own lines.
20 gift, he's trying to swipe a Chevy, gotta make him mine.
23 to me like 30 million, you can check my taxes.
Only letting bitches be the runners, yes, I am a sexist.
Diamond teeth all throughout my mouth, cost a starter lexus.
Late night, just put her on G6, now she on a Pex.
A Martin Luther in a room full of Malcolm Xs.
Really rich, them niggas with they moms, I am not your ex.
Chunk of ice all throughout my covers like a game of Tetris.
Niggas biting everything I do, yes, I am too infectious.
If I lose or give a fuck, I'll buy another one.
Spend a hundred, yeah, a hundred times, but jump beneath us, honey.
All these niggas acting just like me, shit, I don't need a sign.
50 niggas all surround my car like I don't need a gun.
Spit shit that have them too sick, thinking he the one.
Pop him in his face, midday, you can still see sun.
5 star, top 10 bitches doing store runs.
Ran out of bullets, don't reload, just go buy more guns.
Might go up my lil' sister.
What up, 41?
Niggas had him getting rich.
They broke in 41.
Yo, bitch, love to suck dick, leave it on her tongue.
Hit the beat, I wanna tell you the truth, dog, I know it's done.
Damn, could've been my bitch.
Spam my name, they in a hoodie like they from Operation.
New, made bad, eco-friendly, yes, it's hybrid.
Y19 come off the hips like a stock gig.
Bitch, what's my name?
What's my name?
Broke kitchen, only got chickens.
I raise them kings.
These niggas grow up with riches.
Neftopain, Superman.
Pills got me looking around for the Lord's Landing.
Us.
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What up, folks?
Ayy, ayy, [E] shitty boy.
Track Tools got me Euro stepping like I'm ball playing.
If it's smoke, we gon' send some shots and leave them cross-faded.
Snitches get stitches like shit, that's the law, ain't it?
Demolition Man, the old bitch crib wall breaking.
Begging for the sauce, I don't wanna hear you toss, break that.
Right side of Dove shop, my left pocket off.
Brain change, tri-color, but the Buffy's, yeah, they caught cash.
God bless the skin, pre-My Baby's fighting fraud, shag.
Newest bape, I got it zipped up, she see the real it.
2016, I made a killing off Vanilla Gifts.
Five years later, self-scan, still a hit for Foo Fee.
In a drop of UAV, really got killers with it.
I see, Usa Watt, Y3, newest crop.
5P by 2 o'clock, hypebeast, Gucci socks.
Side street, look at the cop.
Try me, that's you and Glock.
Tricking on the picky bitch like, do you like these shoes or not?
Burr retarded, but it's scribblesome like he doodle-bop.
Used to do the rhyming, it's $200 noodles, nah.
Lil' smart bitch from U of M, she got some stupid talk.
Hunky got that strong dog in, you can't poodle shop.
Garlic rib dinner, takeout from the crab house.
If we don't see you, stakeout, then come ass-hop.
Cutting up like a switchblade, finna stab out.
Zip a turtle pie to the face, I might pass out.
Line look bougie, all my bitches got a bad mouth.
Didn't wanna fight in middle school, you wanna scrap now?
Put your heads down and point to where I'm pulling mag out.
He had dog shit from EDD, but he ran out.
Lil' Bo, baby trime, bad boy in 89.
exotic pop, buddy, got me walking around like Frankenstein.
Off white ones, up like Jordan back in 85.
Price is going up, for a bitch, you gotta pay me five.
High up, erosion bands at the same time.
How the hell is niggas gangstas graduate from St.
John's?
I don't follow, no, I'm on the road, I paint my own lines.
20 gift, he's trying to swipe a Chevy, gotta make him mine.
23 to me like 30 million, you can check my taxes.
Only letting bitches be the runners, yes, I am a sexist.
Diamond teeth all throughout my mouth, cost a starter lexus.
Late night, just put her on G6, now she on a Pex.
A Martin Luther in a room full of Malcolm Xs.
Really rich, them niggas with they moms, I am not your ex.
Chunk of ice all throughout my covers like a game of Tetris.
Niggas biting everything I do, yes, I am too infectious.
If I lose or give a fuck, I'll buy another one.
Spend a hundred, yeah, a hundred times, but jump beneath us, honey.
All these niggas acting just like me, shit, I don't need a sign.
50 niggas all surround my car like I don't need a gun.
Spit shit that have them too sick, thinking he the one.
Pop him in his face, midday, you can still see sun.
5 star, top 10 bitches doing store runs.
Ran out of bullets, don't reload, just go buy more guns.
Might go up my lil' sister.
What up, 41?
Niggas had him getting rich.
They broke in 41.
Yo, bitch, love to suck dick, leave it on her tongue.
Hit the beat, I wanna tell you the truth, dog, I know it's done.
Damn, could've been my bitch.
Spam my name, they in a hoodie like they from Operation.
New, made bad, eco-friendly, yes, it's hybrid.
Y19 come off the hips like a stock gig.
Bitch, what's my name?
What's my name?
Broke kitchen, only got chickens.
I raise them kings.
These niggas grow up with riches.
Neftopain, Superman.
Pills got me looking around for the Lord's Landing.
_ _ Us.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
What up, folks?
Ayy, ayy, [E] shitty boy.
Track Tools got me Euro stepping like I'm ball playing.
If it's smoke, we gon' send some shots and leave them cross-faded.
Snitches get stitches like shit, that's the law, ain't it?
Demolition Man, the old bitch crib wall breaking.
Begging for the sauce, I don't wanna hear you toss, break that.
Right side of Dove shop, my left pocket off.
Brain change, tri-color, but the Buffy's, yeah, they caught cash.
God bless the skin, pre-My Baby's fighting fraud, shag.
Newest bape, I got it zipped up, she see the real it.
2016, I made a killing off Vanilla Gifts.
Five years later, self-scan, still a hit for Foo Fee.
In a drop of UAV, really got killers with it.
I see, Usa Watt, Y3, newest crop.
5P by 2 o'clock, hypebeast, Gucci socks.
Side street, look at the cop.
Try me, that's you and Glock.
Tricking on the picky bitch like, do you like these shoes or not?
Burr retarded, but it's scribblesome like he doodle-bop.
Used to do the rhyming, it's $200 noodles, nah.
Lil' smart bitch from U of M, she got some stupid talk.
Hunky got that strong dog in, you can't poodle shop.
Garlic rib dinner, takeout from the crab house.
If we don't see you, stakeout, then come ass-hop.
Cutting up like a switchblade, finna stab out.
Zip a turtle pie to the face, I might pass out.
Line look bougie, all my bitches got a bad mouth.
Didn't wanna fight in middle school, you wanna scrap now?
Put your heads down and point to where I'm pulling mag out.
He had dog shit from EDD, but he ran out.
Lil' Bo, baby trime, bad boy in 89.
exotic pop, buddy, got me walking around like Frankenstein.
Off white ones, up like Jordan back in 85.
Price is going up, for a bitch, you gotta pay me five.
High up, erosion bands at the same time.
How the hell is niggas gangstas graduate from St.
John's?
I don't follow, no, I'm on the road, I paint my own lines.
20 gift, he's trying to swipe a Chevy, gotta make him mine.
23 to me like 30 million, you can check my taxes.
Only letting bitches be the runners, yes, I am a sexist.
Diamond teeth all throughout my mouth, cost a starter lexus.
Late night, just put her on G6, now she on a Pex.
A Martin Luther in a room full of Malcolm Xs.
Really rich, them niggas with they moms, I am not your ex.
Chunk of ice all throughout my covers like a game of Tetris.
Niggas biting everything I do, yes, I am too infectious.
If I lose or give a fuck, I'll buy another one.
Spend a hundred, yeah, a hundred times, but jump beneath us, honey.
All these niggas acting just like me, shit, I don't need a sign.
50 niggas all surround my car like I don't need a gun.
Spit shit that have them too sick, thinking he the one.
Pop him in his face, midday, you can still see sun.
5 star, top 10 bitches doing store runs.
Ran out of bullets, don't reload, just go buy more guns.
Might go up my lil' sister.
What up, 41?
Niggas had him getting rich.
They broke in 41.
Yo, bitch, love to suck dick, leave it on her tongue.
Hit the beat, I wanna tell you the truth, dog, I know it's done.
Damn, could've been my bitch.
Spam my name, they in a hoodie like they from Operation.
New, made bad, eco-friendly, yes, it's hybrid.
Y19 come off the hips like a stock gig.
Bitch, what's my name?
What's my name?
Broke kitchen, only got chickens.
I raise them kings.
These niggas grow up with riches.
Neftopain, Superman.
Pills got me looking around for the Lord's Landing.
_ _ Us.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _