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Without You Chords by DD Osama

  • Key: Bm
  • BPM: 72
  • Capo: no capo

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WITHOUT YOU CHORDS

[Start]

[Chorus]
Em7 Em7 Bm7 A Em G D A
              
G Bm7 G Bm7 A Em
          
G D A
  


[Verse]
Bm                        
I'm better off without you
           Bm  
Grrah like what
              
Every opp shot
                       
Osama's shit nigga gang
                              
Now I'm better off without you
                             
And it's finally clear to see
A7                      
The person I was missing
A7                  
It's not you it's me
Em                                      
Better without you just me and my chrome
Em                               
I'm like Baby just leave me alone
G                                     
Pop out the cut just to see what he on
                      Em         
If he move he get one in his dome
            Bm            
She act bad she act boujee
    A                               
Off the Migos she shakin' that booty
A                   
Like shake that girl
    Em7                        Bm                
You my ride or die bitch tryna give you the world
       Bm             
Is you flockin' for me
                                  Bm     
Is you ridin' for me Is you dyin' with me
               Bm               
Got two opps I been dyin' to see
A7                                   
Let's take a trip stop hidin' from me
A7                               
Keep it on me they plottin' on me
A7                                            
Like everything dead I ain't coppin' the pleas
A7                              
See the opps I'ma flock at the V
                      A7           
Like I throw eight DD flock fifteen
Em7                G             
Yeah they say I be thuggin' a lot
G                               
Yeah they say I be buggin' a lot
  B7                   E7             
I keep me a chop can't go out like rah
A7                        
Learned that when got shot
E7            G       
And I'm on my bullshit
G                                      
Twenty twentytwo I'm 'bout to go stupid
D                   
Whole gang comin' up
     A7                         
O to the Y we move ruthless like
Bm                D            
You say you tryna pack you a OY
                                 D   
But you ran on your mans then he died


[Chorus]
             D               
Efs while we spin the SevSide
A7                              
Got a gun on my hip wit' a sight
E7               G                
Never lack can't go out like Nazzy
G                                         
I see a opp yeah I'm shootin' like Scottie
                      D                 
Notti he with me gon' oot with his right
A                                
He spot a opp he takin' they live
Em7                       
See a Gz I'ma up on my gun
            G               
Do that hit then go on a run
           G                       
Ddot don't play he'll do it for fun
   B7                   Bm      
He spot a opp he makin' them run
            A7   
Grrah grrah grrah
              
Every opp shot
               E7    G
Every opp shot nigga 
D    A7        
Suck   my dick
             A7           
We ride four deep in the V
        A7                             
Two O's in the back one knock each seat


[Verse]
A7                                
Got a bop and she suckin' the team
         A7                                           
And it's still free the rock he ain't coppin' the plea
E7     Em                      
Me and Notti be totin' berettas
   G                                            
If we see a opp he get poked through the sweater
            A7    D7
Grrah grrah grrah  
   A7                                           
If we see a opp he get poked through the sweater
Db7                             
Ayo JJ actin' kuu with the deuce
                                B7     
He could get shot if he jackin' the Two
           Bm                   
Word to my mother I'ma up it and
  A7                                    Em  
I said word to my mother I'ma up it and boom


[Chorus]
              G                                
And niggas be chattin' like they make the rules
                             G       
Why they rap about shit they ain't do
                                 A7  
Smokin' on Rah he got hit in his head
                              E7     Em7
Catch Sha put the beam to his dreads   
B7          A                       
Grrah grrah like every opp shot damn
     G            D       A
Suck my dick like mmmmmmm 


[Verse]
Em7                                     
Better without you just me and my chrome
Bm                               
I'm like Baby just leave me alone
Bm                                    
Pop out the cut just to see what he on
A7                               
If he move he get one in his dome
Em7         G             
She act bad she act boujee
G                                   
Off the Migos she shakin' that booty
           B7       
Like shake that girl
                                                  A7   
You my ride or die bitch tryna give you the world grrah
                           Em7 B7
I'm better off without you     


[Outro]
Bm          D                   
  And it's finally clear to see
                  Bm                 
Let's take a trip stop hidin' from me
              Bm                 
Keep it on me they plottin' on me
Bm                                   
See the opps I'ma flock at the V like


[End]
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