This That Shit Chords by Haiti Babii
- Key: D#m
- BPM: 91
- Capo: no capo
TEMPO FORTE
THIS THAT SHIT ACORDES
[Start] [Intro] D#m B Bmaj7 B C# ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ [Chorus] D#m This that shit we pistoltoting D#m This that shit have you slow motion B Hit that shit make me feel important C# D#m Move that shit you smell so potent D#m And I don't even know your name D#m But this year I'll make you famous B This year I'll step my game up D#m I'll tell you how I came up D#m And I don't even know your name B But this year I'll make you famous B This year I'll step my game up B I'll tell you how I came up [Verse] B This ain't no Corvette nah baby girl this a Lamborghini F#7 I'm ridin' 'round with a Drac' I'm 'bout to pull up and fuck on Kiki B B7 I be like Baby fuck if you riding B I don't need yo' love I got this guap right beside me C#7 'cause I got a couple pistol totes that nigga play we stick 'em up F#7 I might just have to be the one to hit 'em up F#7 Make the paramedics come pick him up B Soul out his body he giving up B Might double back and finish 'em B Stamp a nigga I'm sending 'em B Let these shots off at least ten of 'em B Plus ten of them plus ten of them B Hit your block I'm spinnin' 'em uh B Fuck those who friends with 'em B Fuck his thot then send her back to live with him B Got a thirty she at the crib with 'em B All I know is stack them Benjamins B It don't take too much for me to shit on him B Yeah throwing shade but I still got lead on him B Diamonds sitting too hard I can't fit in B I done came too far I can't give in B Steady dropping hits D#m Knock it out the park in the booth I don't do no missing D#m I done got your bitch B I done broke her heart young nigga ain't got no feelings B You ain't come see me when I was in B Prison so you can't be a part of my vision D#m F# This that shit we pistoltoting F# This that shit have you slow motion B Hit that shit make me feel important B D#m Move that shit you smell so potent ■ D#m And I don't even know your name D#m But this year I'll make you famous Bmaj7 This year I'll step my game up B I'll tell you how I came up D#m Nigga if it came down to the bread what would you do B Wouldchu spend hunnit bands on sum strippers tell da truth B7 You niggas is rapping lies boy fuckin up da youth B Dey sayin that I'm too negative I'm teaching them to shoot B You claiming you da opposite but you don't got no common sense F#7 Money make the world go round what do you suppose B Spending every dollar breaking pockets fo a hoe B Say whatchu want but if you knew I kno they need it D#m I have succeeded it's a reason my bitch conceited D#m My life completed I been wanting it since a Fettes Bmaj7 I'm so versatile god gifted me with a curse Bmaj7 I won't ever stop until my heart stop beating D#m F#7 This that shit we pistoltoting F#7 This that shit have you slow motion B Hit that shit make me feel important B C# Move that shit you smell so potent [Chorus] C# And I don't even know your name D#m But this year I'll make you famous B This year I'll step my game up D#m I'll tell you how I came ■ up B Bmaj7 And I don't even know your name [Outro] B C# F# B ■ ■ ■ ■