Chords for Yus Gz - SPEED IT UP (Official Video) #faceofbx #SPEEDITUP

Tempo:
71.55 bpm
Chords used:

A

C#m

F#m

Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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Yus Gz - SPEED IT UP (Official Video) #faceofbx #SPEEDITUP chords
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[F#m] [A] [C#m]
Bro that shit hit her, I get em gold
Bullets like shit, I could get by the loan
Like a jab, get it, get into the phone
Uro gone cool, I'ma do it alone
I see a sissy, go down with a burn
She throw a bag, go down on her own
Like I the smacker bitch, I got no manners
She gon' shake it on me like a dancer
Walk up, A.B. Boots, sex in the Phantom
Top cup, birdie go spit in the Phantom
I'm the one, homie said I ain't been with a drunk
Leave a bullet, blend up, don't try to run
It's a go-go, no gamble
Birdie go, ah, flat on the bed
Like Wally go shoot it, Vito on the insta
Like bitch I ball like Ilya, I'm the insta
Pop off game, booty got no cancer
Thought he get freaky, tryna get my blister
Throwin' on shoes, my skin is combined
Don't run, get beat with the hammer
You ain't skinned, bitch, you throwin' at a hammer
Shorty get back, you feel like you on ten
I didn't want to throw, but I tell her I admit it
I'm the switch on the gun, I ain't flyin' the stand
Let's split it up, I know that bitch is a dancer
Kick it up, she take some money in the flame
Big beat it up, she call her phone, I'ma answer
I reckon K-Fest, I feel like I'm Nessie
That shit like, you shoulda gone, you handsome
This place is a bust, I don't count on two
They know these niggas, they see what I slip
Pop off game, booty got no cancer
I like sippin' on money, I just blow up the phone
Girl, they gon' click, gon' fly through the door
Shorty get leaky, she toppin' it on
[A] She tryna walk, and I'm poppin' it on
Uro gon' throw, [C#m] he floppin' it on
I'ma give me all these niggas slack
Don't let the dudes, I got em' runnin' on
Bro, this shit, hit a opp, get em' gone
Bullets like, I could get right alone
That dab, yeah, yeah, into the phone
Uro gon' cool, I'ma do it alone
You see her soon, she gon' die when the ballin'
She throw a bag, go down in the hole
Key:  
A
1231
C#m
13421114
F#m
123111112
A
1231
C#m
13421114
F#m
123111112
A
1231
C#m
13421114
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_ _ Bro that shit hit her, I get em gold
Bullets like shit, I could get by the loan
Like a jab, get it, get into the phone
Uro gone cool, I'ma do it alone
I see a sissy, go down with a burn
She throw a bag, go down on her own
Like I the smacker bitch, I got no manners
She gon' shake it on me like a dancer
Walk up, A.B. Boots, sex in the Phantom
Top cup, birdie go spit in the Phantom
I'm the one, homie said I ain't been with a drunk
Leave a bullet, blend up, don't try to run
It's a go-go, no gamble
Birdie go, ah, flat on the bed
Like Wally go shoot it, Vito on the insta
Like bitch I ball like Ilya, I'm the insta
Pop off game, booty got no cancer
Thought he get freaky, tryna get my blister
Throwin' on shoes, my skin is combined
Don't run, get beat with the hammer
You ain't skinned, bitch, you throwin' at a hammer
Shorty get back, you feel like you on ten
I didn't want to throw, but I tell her I admit it
I'm the switch on the gun, I ain't flyin' the stand
Let's split it up, I know that bitch is a dancer
Kick it up, she take some money in the flame
Big beat it up, she call her phone, I'ma answer
I reckon K-Fest, I feel like I'm Nessie
That shit like, you shoulda gone, you handsome
This place is a bust, I don't count on two
They know these niggas, they see what I slip
Pop off game, booty got no cancer
I like sippin' on money, I just blow up the phone
Girl, they gon' click, gon' fly through the door
Shorty get leaky, she toppin' it on
[A] She tryna walk, and I'm poppin' it on
Uro gon' throw, [C#m] he floppin' it on
I'ma give me all these niggas slack
Don't let the dudes, I got em' runnin' on
Bro, this shit, hit a opp, get em' gone
Bullets like, I could get right alone
That dab, yeah, yeah, into the phone
Uro gon' cool, I'ma do it alone
You see her soon, she gon' die when the ballin'
She throw a bag, go down in the hole _
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