Pure Cocaine Chords by Lil Baby
Tempo:
127.1 bpm
Chords used:
Ebm
F
D
Abm
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Ebm] [D]
[F] [Ebm]
[Bb] [D] [F]
[Ebm] When you rich like this you don't try to forecast [D] everything's gone right
Yeah, made [F] a brick do a brick, I ain't whip up shit, this [Ebm] pure cocaine
Yeah, from the streets but I got a lil' six but I had to go [D] cook no brain
No brain, I [F] ain't worried bout you, I'ma do what I do and [Ebm] I do my thing
Bought a brand new shoes, told a kick rock [D] don't stand too close
Diamonds kickboxed, [F] ain't red, mean gold so I don't stop
I [Ebm] know they wish they can catch me but keep wishin' you
Think I done turned into a fiend for these bitches
[Bb] Tryna stuff as much as I can in these bitches
Made [Abm] your bitch fuck on my man, there's no difference
I [Ebm] ain't never popped no Xan, I sip scissor
If I ever have to turn on the gang I won't do it
If [Db] I put it in a song I send it up in doors
I [Abm] can't put it in my song, I know how the feds go
[Ebm] Scream free out of the house but I ain't no fam gon'
Gave my mama ten bands and sent it to Cancun
Got [Abm] the crowd goin' down but I ain't no down four
If I went in there and did it, it made it you can too
But it came a [Gb] long way from broken [Ebm] shine shoes
When you rich like this you don't try to forecast [D] everything's gone right
Yeah, made [F] a brick do a brick, I ain't whip up shit, [Ebm] this pure cocaine
Yeah, from the streets but I got a lil' sense but I had to [D] go cook no brain
[F] Ain't worry about you, I'ma do what [Db] I do and I do [Ebm] my thing
When you rich like this you don't try to forecast [D] everything's gone right
Yeah, made [F] a brick do a brick, I ain't whip up shit, [Ebm] this pure cocaine
Yeah, from the streets but I got a lil' sense but I had to [D] go cook no brain
[F] Ain't worry about you, I'ma do what I do and [Ebm] I do my thing
Got a quarter million dollars in a boot bag
[Bb] New era, I'm a dope boy, no cap
[F] I'm livin' my best life for real, just [Ebm] left the dealership
No tax, if we opposite it won't [Eb] work, it won't last, [D] get the opposite knocked off
Totes tax, [F] ain't been home in a month, got my whole man
[Ebm] They need me in the trap but I can't go back
I done done a poor with a hundred dollar slab
I [D] got M's in the bank, give a damn what they think
[F] Every vibe I ever shot, my shot ain't call it
[Ebm] Everything you ever see me ride, ain't bought it
Big dog status, I ain't got a cell drawer, put [D] my craft in the rack, then I took off
[F] New G wagon, no keys, it's a push [Ebm] start, I can hit the gas, make a diss up
When you rich like this you don't try to forecast [Abm] everything's gone right
Made a brick through a brick, can't whip up shit, [Eb] this pure cocaine
From the streets, but I got a lil' sense, but I had to [Ab] go Coop, no brain
[Abm] Ain't worried bout you, I'ma do what I do, and I do [Ebm] my thing
When you rich like this you don't try to forecast [D] everything's gone right
[F] Made a brick through a brick, can't whip up shit, [Ebm] this pure cocaine
From the streets, but I got a lil' sense, but I had to [D] go Coop, no brain
[F] Ain't worried bout you, I'ma do what I do, and [Ebm] I do my thing
[A] [N]
[F] [Ebm]
[Bb] [D] [F]
[Ebm] When you rich like this you don't try to forecast [D] everything's gone right
Yeah, made [F] a brick do a brick, I ain't whip up shit, this [Ebm] pure cocaine
Yeah, from the streets but I got a lil' six but I had to go [D] cook no brain
No brain, I [F] ain't worried bout you, I'ma do what I do and [Ebm] I do my thing
Bought a brand new shoes, told a kick rock [D] don't stand too close
Diamonds kickboxed, [F] ain't red, mean gold so I don't stop
I [Ebm] know they wish they can catch me but keep wishin' you
Think I done turned into a fiend for these bitches
[Bb] Tryna stuff as much as I can in these bitches
Made [Abm] your bitch fuck on my man, there's no difference
I [Ebm] ain't never popped no Xan, I sip scissor
If I ever have to turn on the gang I won't do it
If [Db] I put it in a song I send it up in doors
I [Abm] can't put it in my song, I know how the feds go
[Ebm] Scream free out of the house but I ain't no fam gon'
Gave my mama ten bands and sent it to Cancun
Got [Abm] the crowd goin' down but I ain't no down four
If I went in there and did it, it made it you can too
But it came a [Gb] long way from broken [Ebm] shine shoes
When you rich like this you don't try to forecast [D] everything's gone right
Yeah, made [F] a brick do a brick, I ain't whip up shit, [Ebm] this pure cocaine
Yeah, from the streets but I got a lil' sense but I had to [D] go cook no brain
[F] Ain't worry about you, I'ma do what [Db] I do and I do [Ebm] my thing
When you rich like this you don't try to forecast [D] everything's gone right
Yeah, made [F] a brick do a brick, I ain't whip up shit, [Ebm] this pure cocaine
Yeah, from the streets but I got a lil' sense but I had to [D] go cook no brain
[F] Ain't worry about you, I'ma do what I do and [Ebm] I do my thing
Got a quarter million dollars in a boot bag
[Bb] New era, I'm a dope boy, no cap
[F] I'm livin' my best life for real, just [Ebm] left the dealership
No tax, if we opposite it won't [Eb] work, it won't last, [D] get the opposite knocked off
Totes tax, [F] ain't been home in a month, got my whole man
[Ebm] They need me in the trap but I can't go back
I done done a poor with a hundred dollar slab
I [D] got M's in the bank, give a damn what they think
[F] Every vibe I ever shot, my shot ain't call it
[Ebm] Everything you ever see me ride, ain't bought it
Big dog status, I ain't got a cell drawer, put [D] my craft in the rack, then I took off
[F] New G wagon, no keys, it's a push [Ebm] start, I can hit the gas, make a diss up
When you rich like this you don't try to forecast [Abm] everything's gone right
Made a brick through a brick, can't whip up shit, [Eb] this pure cocaine
From the streets, but I got a lil' sense, but I had to [Ab] go Coop, no brain
[Abm] Ain't worried bout you, I'ma do what I do, and I do [Ebm] my thing
When you rich like this you don't try to forecast [D] everything's gone right
[F] Made a brick through a brick, can't whip up shit, [Ebm] this pure cocaine
From the streets, but I got a lil' sense, but I had to [D] go Coop, no brain
[F] Ain't worried bout you, I'ma do what I do, and [Ebm] I do my thing
[A] [N]
Key:
Ebm
F
D
Abm
Bb
Ebm
F
D
[Ebm] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ [D] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ When you rich like this you don't try to forecast [D] everything's gone right
Yeah, made [F] a brick do a brick, I ain't whip up shit, this [Ebm] pure cocaine
Yeah, from the streets but I got a lil' six but I had to go [D] cook no brain
No brain, I [F] ain't worried bout you, I'ma do what I do and [Ebm] I do my thing
Bought a brand new shoes, told a kick rock [D] don't stand too close
Diamonds kickboxed, [F] ain't red, mean gold so I don't stop
I [Ebm] know they wish they can catch me but keep wishin' you
Think I done turned into a fiend for these bitches
[Bb] Tryna stuff as much as I can in these bitches
Made [Abm] your bitch fuck on my man, there's no difference
I [Ebm] ain't never popped no Xan, I sip scissor
If I ever have to turn on the gang I won't do it
If [Db] I put it in a song I send it up in doors
I [Abm] can't put it in my song, I know how the feds go
[Ebm] Scream free out of the house but I ain't no fam gon'
Gave my mama ten bands and sent it to Cancun
Got [Abm] the crowd goin' down but I ain't no down four
If I went in there and did it, it made it you can too
But it came a [Gb] long way from broken [Ebm] shine shoes
When you rich like this you don't try to forecast [D] everything's gone right
Yeah, made [F] a brick do a brick, I ain't whip up shit, [Ebm] this pure cocaine
Yeah, from the streets but I got a lil' sense but I had to [D] go cook no brain _
[F] Ain't worry about you, I'ma do what [Db] I do and I do [Ebm] my thing
When you rich like this you don't try to forecast [D] everything's gone right
Yeah, made [F] a brick do a brick, I ain't whip up shit, [Ebm] this pure cocaine
Yeah, from the streets but I got a lil' sense but I had to [D] go cook no brain _
[F] Ain't worry about you, I'ma do what I do and [Ebm] I do my thing
Got a quarter million dollars in a boot bag
[Bb] New era, I'm a dope boy, no cap
[F] I'm livin' my best life for real, just [Ebm] left the dealership
No tax, if we opposite it won't [Eb] work, it won't last, [D] get the opposite knocked off
Totes tax, [F] ain't been home in a month, got my whole man
[Ebm] They need me in the trap but I can't go back
I done done a poor with a hundred dollar slab
I [D] got M's in the bank, give a damn what they think
[F] Every vibe I ever shot, my shot ain't call it
[Ebm] Everything you ever see me ride, ain't bought it
Big dog status, I ain't got a cell drawer, put [D] my craft in the rack, then I took off
[F] New G wagon, no keys, it's a push [Ebm] start, I can hit the gas, make a diss up
When you rich like this you don't try to forecast [Abm] everything's gone right _
Made a brick through a brick, can't whip up shit, [Eb] this pure cocaine _
From the streets, but I got a lil' sense, but I had to [Ab] go Coop, no brain _
[Abm] Ain't worried bout you, I'ma do what I do, and I do [Ebm] my thing
When you rich like this you don't try to forecast [D] everything's gone right
[F] Made a brick through a brick, can't whip up shit, [Ebm] this pure cocaine
From the streets, but I got a lil' sense, but I had to [D] go Coop, _ no brain
[F] Ain't worried bout you, I'ma do what I do, and [Ebm] I do my thing _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ [D] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ [Ebm] _ _ When you rich like this you don't try to forecast [D] everything's gone right
Yeah, made [F] a brick do a brick, I ain't whip up shit, this [Ebm] pure cocaine
Yeah, from the streets but I got a lil' six but I had to go [D] cook no brain
No brain, I [F] ain't worried bout you, I'ma do what I do and [Ebm] I do my thing
Bought a brand new shoes, told a kick rock [D] don't stand too close
Diamonds kickboxed, [F] ain't red, mean gold so I don't stop
I [Ebm] know they wish they can catch me but keep wishin' you
Think I done turned into a fiend for these bitches
[Bb] Tryna stuff as much as I can in these bitches
Made [Abm] your bitch fuck on my man, there's no difference
I [Ebm] ain't never popped no Xan, I sip scissor
If I ever have to turn on the gang I won't do it
If [Db] I put it in a song I send it up in doors
I [Abm] can't put it in my song, I know how the feds go
[Ebm] Scream free out of the house but I ain't no fam gon'
Gave my mama ten bands and sent it to Cancun
Got [Abm] the crowd goin' down but I ain't no down four
If I went in there and did it, it made it you can too
But it came a [Gb] long way from broken [Ebm] shine shoes
When you rich like this you don't try to forecast [D] everything's gone right
Yeah, made [F] a brick do a brick, I ain't whip up shit, [Ebm] this pure cocaine
Yeah, from the streets but I got a lil' sense but I had to [D] go cook no brain _
[F] Ain't worry about you, I'ma do what [Db] I do and I do [Ebm] my thing
When you rich like this you don't try to forecast [D] everything's gone right
Yeah, made [F] a brick do a brick, I ain't whip up shit, [Ebm] this pure cocaine
Yeah, from the streets but I got a lil' sense but I had to [D] go cook no brain _
[F] Ain't worry about you, I'ma do what I do and [Ebm] I do my thing
Got a quarter million dollars in a boot bag
[Bb] New era, I'm a dope boy, no cap
[F] I'm livin' my best life for real, just [Ebm] left the dealership
No tax, if we opposite it won't [Eb] work, it won't last, [D] get the opposite knocked off
Totes tax, [F] ain't been home in a month, got my whole man
[Ebm] They need me in the trap but I can't go back
I done done a poor with a hundred dollar slab
I [D] got M's in the bank, give a damn what they think
[F] Every vibe I ever shot, my shot ain't call it
[Ebm] Everything you ever see me ride, ain't bought it
Big dog status, I ain't got a cell drawer, put [D] my craft in the rack, then I took off
[F] New G wagon, no keys, it's a push [Ebm] start, I can hit the gas, make a diss up
When you rich like this you don't try to forecast [Abm] everything's gone right _
Made a brick through a brick, can't whip up shit, [Eb] this pure cocaine _
From the streets, but I got a lil' sense, but I had to [Ab] go Coop, no brain _
[Abm] Ain't worried bout you, I'ma do what I do, and I do [Ebm] my thing
When you rich like this you don't try to forecast [D] everything's gone right
[F] Made a brick through a brick, can't whip up shit, [Ebm] this pure cocaine
From the streets, but I got a lil' sense, but I had to [D] go Coop, _ no brain
[F] Ain't worried bout you, I'ma do what I do, and [Ebm] I do my thing _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _