Chords for THE SCOTTS & Travis Scott - THE SCOTTS (Lyrics) Ft. Kid Cudi | Fortnite Edition
Tempo:
130.4 bpm
Chords used:
Cm
Fm
Eb
Bb
Gm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Cm]
[D] [Cm]
[Eb] [Gm] [Cm] [Fm]
[Bb] [Cm] Let's go.
We see the hype outside right from the house, take it straight from house, straight to the couch.
We put the mic outside, air this shit out.
You letting the scouts outside, you running the scouts, ain't no control in the game,
they never leave.
I got that soul for my bands, cause that what I believe.
She drink a lot of the bourbon, like she from the street
We got control of the flows and hoes
We heard that your wave went dry, we flooding the drought
Heard that you're hood outside, we had us in rows
We having the goods outside, moving in and out
[Fm] You letting the [Cm] scouts outside, we [Eb] running the scouts
[Cm] Nigga,
[Fm] [Bb] [A] [Cm]
the cops outside, lock up the house
We keep the team on high, some gold in they mouth
Nigga, the force outside, with her the top
She one of the most outside, bringing the shots
Tell these phony bitches beat it, with that photoshop and body adobe
Hell man, she in there making panini, she know I got all the bread, she know me
Got it, I'm a hustler, I'm in business, it's been a minute since my niggas done known it
Howdy, creeping boy, he making big, it's like creeping boy, he done made a way
Heading for somewhere to go, anyone send them on these, these
Niggas don't know where to go, gotta keep giving them heat, heat
Time to go double though, time to add up the mad, mad
And I've been dealing with so many things, having so many [Eb] dreams
[Cm] [Fm] [Bb] [G]
[Cm]
[Eb]
[Ab] [Eb]
[Bb] [Fm] [Cm]
[Ab]
[Gm] [Fm]
[N]
[D] [Cm]
[Eb] [Gm] [Cm] [Fm]
[Bb] [Cm] Let's go.
We see the hype outside right from the house, take it straight from house, straight to the couch.
We put the mic outside, air this shit out.
You letting the scouts outside, you running the scouts, ain't no control in the game,
they never leave.
I got that soul for my bands, cause that what I believe.
She drink a lot of the bourbon, like she from the street
We got control of the flows and hoes
We heard that your wave went dry, we flooding the drought
Heard that you're hood outside, we had us in rows
We having the goods outside, moving in and out
[Fm] You letting the [Cm] scouts outside, we [Eb] running the scouts
[Cm] Nigga,
[Fm] [Bb] [A] [Cm]
the cops outside, lock up the house
We keep the team on high, some gold in they mouth
Nigga, the force outside, with her the top
She one of the most outside, bringing the shots
Tell these phony bitches beat it, with that photoshop and body adobe
Hell man, she in there making panini, she know I got all the bread, she know me
Got it, I'm a hustler, I'm in business, it's been a minute since my niggas done known it
Howdy, creeping boy, he making big, it's like creeping boy, he done made a way
Heading for somewhere to go, anyone send them on these, these
Niggas don't know where to go, gotta keep giving them heat, heat
Time to go double though, time to add up the mad, mad
And I've been dealing with so many things, having so many [Eb] dreams
[Cm] [Fm] [Bb] [G]
[Cm]
[Eb]
[Ab] [Eb]
[Bb] [Fm] [Cm]
[Ab]
[Gm] [Fm]
[N]
Key:
Cm
Fm
Eb
Bb
Gm
Cm
Fm
Eb
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [D] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ [Gm] _ [Cm] _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Cm] Let's go.
_ _ We see the hype outside right from the house, _ take it straight from house, straight to the couch.
We put the mic outside, air this shit out.
You letting the scouts outside, you running the scouts, ain't no control in the game,
they never leave.
I got that soul for my bands, cause that what I believe.
She drink a lot of the bourbon, like she from the street
We got control of the flows and hoes
_ We heard that your wave went dry, we flooding the drought
Heard that you're hood outside, we had us in rows
We having the goods outside, moving in and out
[Fm] You letting the [Cm] scouts outside, we [Eb] running the scouts
_ _ [Cm] _ Nigga, _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ [A] _ [Cm] _
the cops outside, lock up the house
We keep the team on high, some gold in they mouth _
Nigga, the force outside, with her the top
She one of the most outside, bringing the shots _
Tell these phony bitches beat it, with that photoshop and body adobe
Hell man, she in there making panini, she know I got all the bread, she know me
Got it, I'm a hustler, I'm in business, it's been a minute since my niggas done known it
Howdy, creeping boy, he making big, it's like creeping boy, he done made a way
_ _ Heading for somewhere to go, anyone send them on these, these
Niggas don't know where to go, gotta keep giving them heat, heat
Time to go double though, time to add up the mad, mad
And I've been dealing with so many things, having so many [Eb] dreams
_ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [G] _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _
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[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ [D] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ [Gm] _ [Cm] _ _ _ [Fm] _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Cm] Let's go.
_ _ We see the hype outside right from the house, _ take it straight from house, straight to the couch.
We put the mic outside, air this shit out.
You letting the scouts outside, you running the scouts, ain't no control in the game,
they never leave.
I got that soul for my bands, cause that what I believe.
She drink a lot of the bourbon, like she from the street
We got control of the flows and hoes
_ We heard that your wave went dry, we flooding the drought
Heard that you're hood outside, we had us in rows
We having the goods outside, moving in and out
[Fm] You letting the [Cm] scouts outside, we [Eb] running the scouts
_ _ [Cm] _ Nigga, _
[Fm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ [A] _ [Cm] _
the cops outside, lock up the house
We keep the team on high, some gold in they mouth _
Nigga, the force outside, with her the top
She one of the most outside, bringing the shots _
Tell these phony bitches beat it, with that photoshop and body adobe
Hell man, she in there making panini, she know I got all the bread, she know me
Got it, I'm a hustler, I'm in business, it's been a minute since my niggas done known it
Howdy, creeping boy, he making big, it's like creeping boy, he done made a way
_ _ Heading for somewhere to go, anyone send them on these, these
Niggas don't know where to go, gotta keep giving them heat, heat
Time to go double though, time to add up the mad, mad
And I've been dealing with so many things, having so many [Eb] dreams
_ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [G] _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
[Ab] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _
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[Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] _ _ _ _ _
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