Chords for Sdot Go x Jay5ive - GRINCHIN (Official Music Video)

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101.35 bpm
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C

Ab

D

E

G

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Sdot Go x Jay5ive - GRINCHIN (Official Music Video) chords
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[C] That's what I'm talking about!
That's why he's killing me!
[G] You should have seen him!
You [Ab] [D] [C] should have seen him!
You should have seen him!
I've been throwing on sailor jacket
I'm trying to hold my shirt
I'm trying to hold my shirt
[D] I'm not going to quit
Come here, [C] come here
Quenching like I don't [Ab] got a dollar
[C] Quenching like I don't got a dollar
I pray to God for the ones that stand bottom
Free tea handkerchief and I'm sorry
Like, criminal don't know I'm behind it
Fill it up till it's full at the bottom
Don't call me about five like I know he a problem
Like, chat, why they keep watching?
They trying to run but this bitch wanna
They trying to run but this bitch wanna line him
Act all king, I did it, this nigga charming
I've been flocking, asking for my body
Like, don't try to throw him like Bobby
I'm in the street trying to up it, they watching
T, please, Nas will not stop him
I've been itching to flock out of Fokker
Push a bull, me and you might go see the doctor
I hit hard, he might think that we hard though
Get on that block, trying to knock off the roster
I'm an Udi, so don't try to line me
Piss on the line, trying to ask about who shot me
These on my dick or what, they gotta find me
I'ma shoot through that head, shit, while smoking on Nazi
On that block, better hide from the black
I'ma blow all the shawty niggas when we get back
Keep it behind them, he ain't trying to like
Tapped him after they said he was mad
I'm a problem, don't know better ask
Faked on the shit, no, I ain't have a match
Woke up game, that's how Eli collapsed
Nah, boy, better go get back and strap
Wanna know what I went through to get on his ass
Knee, bro, you completed [Db] his task
I know X about to jump, go and get on his ass
Went to a couple [C] of generals to talk out me smack
Fell in love with the pen like a cat
Throw in a beef with nigga, he a rat
Straight through the head, shit, the way niggas act
Like, quick with a shot, then they bite
I had a few niggas running live
Before I could blow, niggas running tight
I pray to God for the ones that stand bottom
3G, he ain't giving, I'm sorry
Like, creeping, don't know I'm behind him
Fill it up to the foot at the bottom
Don't call me about 5 like I know he a problem
Like, Jack, why don't you watch him?
We trying to run, but this bitch wanna
We trying to run, but this bitch wanna lie
[E]
Red, daddy got fucked on his socks
Wild bros thought I'm over too hot
DOA, K, I'm looking for a flop
[F] Just get your homies to play you with a 9, they follow
Do you not care about the cops?
No
I want someone to [Em] drop, no
Like, bro, who's with the spot?
I'm critching and shit like, no, I [E] cannot stop
When my body in chains
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E
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[C] That's what I'm talking about!
That's why he's killing me!
[G] You should have seen him!
You [Ab] _ [D] _ _ [C] _ should have seen him!
You should have seen him!
I've been throwing on sailor jacket
I'm trying to hold my shirt
I'm trying to hold my shirt
[D] I'm not going to quit
Come here, [C] come here _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Quenching like I don't [Ab] got a dollar
[C] Quenching like I don't got a dollar
I pray to God for the ones that stand bottom
Free tea handkerchief and I'm sorry
Like, criminal don't know I'm behind it
Fill it up till it's full at the bottom
Don't call me about five like I know he a problem
Like, chat, why they keep watching?
They trying to run but this bitch wanna
They trying to run but this bitch wanna line him
Act all king, I did it, this nigga charming
I've been flocking, asking for my body
Like, don't try to throw him like Bobby
I'm in the street trying to up it, they watching
T, please, Nas will not stop him
I've been itching to flock out of Fokker
Push a bull, me and you might go see the doctor
I hit hard, he might think that we hard though
Get on that block, trying to knock off the roster
I'm an Udi, so don't try to line me
Piss on the line, trying to ask about who shot me
These on my dick or what, they gotta find me
I'ma shoot through that head, shit, while smoking on Nazi
On that block, better hide from the black
I'ma blow all the shawty niggas when we get back
Keep it behind them, he ain't trying to like
Tapped him after they said he was mad
I'm a problem, don't know better ask
Faked on the shit, no, I ain't have a match
Woke up game, that's how Eli collapsed
Nah, boy, better go get back and strap
Wanna know what I went through to get on his ass
Knee, bro, you completed [Db] his task
I know X about to jump, go and get on his ass
Went to a couple [C] of generals to talk out me smack
Fell in love with the pen like a cat
Throw in a beef with nigga, he a rat
Straight through the head, shit, the way niggas act
Like, quick with a shot, then they bite
I had a few niggas running live
Before I could blow, niggas running tight
_ _ _ _ _ _ I pray to God for the ones that stand bottom
3G, he ain't giving, I'm sorry
Like, creeping, don't know I'm behind him
Fill it up to the foot at the bottom
Don't call me about 5 like I know he a problem
Like, Jack, why don't you watch him?
We trying to run, but this bitch wanna
We trying to run, but this bitch wanna lie _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [E] _
Red, daddy got fucked on his socks
Wild bros thought I'm over too hot
DOA, K, I'm looking for a flop
[F] Just get your homies to play you with a 9, they follow
Do you not care about the cops?
No
I want someone to [Em] drop, no
Like, bro, who's with the spot?
I'm critching and shit like, no, I [E] cannot stop
When my body in chains

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