Chords for Xavier Wulf - Nightshift (Official Audio)
Tempo:
100.2 bpm
Chords used:
Bbm
F
Eb
Bb
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Damn, Quinton.
[Bbm]
[Eb] Yo.
I [F] thought I did, but I guess I really did, bitch.
I don't give a fuck about nothin' but my chicken strips.
I count [Bbm] em up, they're not drivin' to the distance.
I'll [Eb] tell a nigga I don't give a fuck in [Bbm] an instant.
We couldn't [F] see you, sir, the cops hatin' on my tent.
I got the elite kit, best money ever spent.
They see my chain and wanna know how much I really spent.
I look [Bbm] back and tell em more than you can reckon with.
You [F] ain't got your shit together, I'm just checkin', bitch.
I'm Mount Cali, but I'm still on this Memphis shit.
I stay on [Bb] go, don't get smoked with who you smokin' with.
I'm [Bbm] shootin' off a nigga's lips if he talkin' shit.
I caught her lackin' in the [F] telly with a tender bitch.
She set em up, now she got a Cuban bracelet.
She wanna link, I'ma add her to this waitin' list.
[Eb] Bitch, you number one thousand and eighty [Bbm]-six.
I'm in [F] Miami at the Lickin' for the shrimp again.
We had tootsies, eatin' dinner with her stripper friends.
[Bbm] I'm in the double R, I switched another car again.
I'm at [Eb] the Soho house, they only let the [Bbm] members in.
I [F] won't help no one out, I don't believe in havin' friends.
I'm finna kick her out, she aggravated me again.
I don't give [Bbm] a fuck about nothin' but them dividends.
I'm with Chi-Chi, gettin' geeky every weekend.
I'm [F] smokin' gas, I don't smoke no fuckin' weed pen.
I'm stackin' cash, bitch, you still stackin' weed pens.
She [Bb] looked back and said, I hope we get to speak again.
[Bbm] If he think he did it better, he can think again.
I'm up on [F] the top floor, smokin' in the ocean wind.
He think he tough, okay, let's drop him in the ocean then.
[Bb] These niggas fishy, I'ma cook him like a yellow fin.
Bitch, I [Eb] do sushi, drop wasabi in his eyelid.
You [F] either dumb or suicidal if you try again.
She mad as fuck, cause she found out I lied again.
[Bbm] I'ma put some shit together, I'ma tie the ends.
[Eb] I'ma catch a nigga lackin' with his fashion friends.
[C] Fuck, nigga don't want no smoke, stick to vapin', bitch.
Bitch, my shooter got a apron, he be bakin' shit.
I'ma [Bbm] bend the block and bust a bitch, bro, just make it quick.
My youngin' put a ski mask on his criminalist.
I fuck [F] every single bitch you see him clubbin' with.
You just a guy friend, I'm a late night tip.
It's 3 [Bb] AM, I'm at the club doin' a night shift.
The [Bbm] club closed, they said,
who's one of y'all we slidin' with, [F] bitch?
[Bbm]
[Eb] [N]
[Bbm]
[Eb] Yo.
I [F] thought I did, but I guess I really did, bitch.
I don't give a fuck about nothin' but my chicken strips.
I count [Bbm] em up, they're not drivin' to the distance.
I'll [Eb] tell a nigga I don't give a fuck in [Bbm] an instant.
We couldn't [F] see you, sir, the cops hatin' on my tent.
I got the elite kit, best money ever spent.
They see my chain and wanna know how much I really spent.
I look [Bbm] back and tell em more than you can reckon with.
You [F] ain't got your shit together, I'm just checkin', bitch.
I'm Mount Cali, but I'm still on this Memphis shit.
I stay on [Bb] go, don't get smoked with who you smokin' with.
I'm [Bbm] shootin' off a nigga's lips if he talkin' shit.
I caught her lackin' in the [F] telly with a tender bitch.
She set em up, now she got a Cuban bracelet.
She wanna link, I'ma add her to this waitin' list.
[Eb] Bitch, you number one thousand and eighty [Bbm]-six.
I'm in [F] Miami at the Lickin' for the shrimp again.
We had tootsies, eatin' dinner with her stripper friends.
[Bbm] I'm in the double R, I switched another car again.
I'm at [Eb] the Soho house, they only let the [Bbm] members in.
I [F] won't help no one out, I don't believe in havin' friends.
I'm finna kick her out, she aggravated me again.
I don't give [Bbm] a fuck about nothin' but them dividends.
I'm with Chi-Chi, gettin' geeky every weekend.
I'm [F] smokin' gas, I don't smoke no fuckin' weed pen.
I'm stackin' cash, bitch, you still stackin' weed pens.
She [Bb] looked back and said, I hope we get to speak again.
[Bbm] If he think he did it better, he can think again.
I'm up on [F] the top floor, smokin' in the ocean wind.
He think he tough, okay, let's drop him in the ocean then.
[Bb] These niggas fishy, I'ma cook him like a yellow fin.
Bitch, I [Eb] do sushi, drop wasabi in his eyelid.
You [F] either dumb or suicidal if you try again.
She mad as fuck, cause she found out I lied again.
[Bbm] I'ma put some shit together, I'ma tie the ends.
[Eb] I'ma catch a nigga lackin' with his fashion friends.
[C] Fuck, nigga don't want no smoke, stick to vapin', bitch.
Bitch, my shooter got a apron, he be bakin' shit.
I'ma [Bbm] bend the block and bust a bitch, bro, just make it quick.
My youngin' put a ski mask on his criminalist.
I fuck [F] every single bitch you see him clubbin' with.
You just a guy friend, I'm a late night tip.
It's 3 [Bb] AM, I'm at the club doin' a night shift.
The [Bbm] club closed, they said,
who's one of y'all we slidin' with, [F] bitch?
[Bbm]
[Eb] [N]
Key:
Bbm
F
Eb
Bb
C
Bbm
F
Eb
Damn, Quinton. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ Yo.
I [F] thought I did, but I guess I really did, bitch.
I don't give a fuck about nothin' but my chicken strips.
I count [Bbm] em up, they're not drivin' to the distance.
I'll [Eb] tell a nigga I don't give a fuck in [Bbm] an instant.
We couldn't [F] see you, sir, the cops hatin' on my tent.
I got the elite kit, best money ever spent.
They see my chain and wanna know how much I really spent.
I look [Bbm] back and tell em more than you can reckon with.
You [F] ain't got your shit together, I'm just checkin', bitch.
I'm Mount Cali, but I'm still on this Memphis shit.
I stay on [Bb] go, don't get smoked with who you smokin' with.
I'm [Bbm] shootin' off a nigga's lips if he talkin' shit.
I caught her lackin' in the [F] telly with a tender bitch.
She set em up, now she got a Cuban bracelet.
She wanna link, I'ma add her to this waitin' list.
[Eb] Bitch, you number one thousand and eighty [Bbm]-six.
I'm in [F] Miami at the Lickin' for the shrimp again.
We had tootsies, eatin' dinner with her stripper friends.
[Bbm] I'm in the double R, I switched another car again.
I'm at [Eb] the Soho house, they only let the [Bbm] members in.
I [F] won't help no one out, I don't believe in havin' friends.
I'm finna kick her out, she aggravated me again.
I don't give [Bbm] a fuck about nothin' but them dividends.
I'm with Chi-Chi, gettin' geeky every weekend.
I'm [F] smokin' gas, I don't smoke no fuckin' weed pen.
I'm stackin' cash, bitch, you still stackin' weed pens.
She [Bb] looked back and said, I hope we get to speak again.
[Bbm] If he think he did it better, he can think again.
I'm up on [F] the top floor, smokin' in the ocean wind.
He think he tough, okay, let's drop him in the ocean then.
[Bb] These niggas fishy, I'ma cook him like a yellow fin.
Bitch, I [Eb] do sushi, drop wasabi in his eyelid.
You [F] either dumb or suicidal if you try again.
She mad as fuck, cause she found out I lied again.
[Bbm] I'ma put some shit together, I'ma tie the ends.
[Eb] I'ma catch a nigga lackin' with his fashion friends.
[C] Fuck, nigga don't want no smoke, stick to vapin', bitch.
Bitch, my shooter got a apron, he be bakin' shit.
I'ma [Bbm] bend the block and bust a bitch, bro, just make it quick.
My youngin' put a ski mask on his criminalist.
I fuck [F] every single bitch you see him clubbin' with.
You just a guy friend, I'm a late night tip.
It's 3 [Bb] AM, I'm at the club doin' a night shift.
The [Bbm] club closed, they said,
who's one of y'all we slidin' with, [F] bitch? _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ Yo.
I [F] thought I did, but I guess I really did, bitch.
I don't give a fuck about nothin' but my chicken strips.
I count [Bbm] em up, they're not drivin' to the distance.
I'll [Eb] tell a nigga I don't give a fuck in [Bbm] an instant.
We couldn't [F] see you, sir, the cops hatin' on my tent.
I got the elite kit, best money ever spent.
They see my chain and wanna know how much I really spent.
I look [Bbm] back and tell em more than you can reckon with.
You [F] ain't got your shit together, I'm just checkin', bitch.
I'm Mount Cali, but I'm still on this Memphis shit.
I stay on [Bb] go, don't get smoked with who you smokin' with.
I'm [Bbm] shootin' off a nigga's lips if he talkin' shit.
I caught her lackin' in the [F] telly with a tender bitch.
She set em up, now she got a Cuban bracelet.
She wanna link, I'ma add her to this waitin' list.
[Eb] Bitch, you number one thousand and eighty [Bbm]-six.
I'm in [F] Miami at the Lickin' for the shrimp again.
We had tootsies, eatin' dinner with her stripper friends.
[Bbm] I'm in the double R, I switched another car again.
I'm at [Eb] the Soho house, they only let the [Bbm] members in.
I [F] won't help no one out, I don't believe in havin' friends.
I'm finna kick her out, she aggravated me again.
I don't give [Bbm] a fuck about nothin' but them dividends.
I'm with Chi-Chi, gettin' geeky every weekend.
I'm [F] smokin' gas, I don't smoke no fuckin' weed pen.
I'm stackin' cash, bitch, you still stackin' weed pens.
She [Bb] looked back and said, I hope we get to speak again.
[Bbm] If he think he did it better, he can think again.
I'm up on [F] the top floor, smokin' in the ocean wind.
He think he tough, okay, let's drop him in the ocean then.
[Bb] These niggas fishy, I'ma cook him like a yellow fin.
Bitch, I [Eb] do sushi, drop wasabi in his eyelid.
You [F] either dumb or suicidal if you try again.
She mad as fuck, cause she found out I lied again.
[Bbm] I'ma put some shit together, I'ma tie the ends.
[Eb] I'ma catch a nigga lackin' with his fashion friends.
[C] Fuck, nigga don't want no smoke, stick to vapin', bitch.
Bitch, my shooter got a apron, he be bakin' shit.
I'ma [Bbm] bend the block and bust a bitch, bro, just make it quick.
My youngin' put a ski mask on his criminalist.
I fuck [F] every single bitch you see him clubbin' with.
You just a guy friend, I'm a late night tip.
It's 3 [Bb] AM, I'm at the club doin' a night shift.
The [Bbm] club closed, they said,
who's one of y'all we slidin' with, [F] bitch? _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _