IN THE UK Chords by NLE Choppa

[Chorus]
D A7 D                            
■ ■  Ayy nigga come on let's do it
A7                  
Yeah ayy ayy ayy ayy
D          D7          
I'm in the UK no blicky


[Verse]
    D7                                     
But the knife on me if shit get sticky yeah
D7                       
Still slide if it's risky
        D                                
Put the dick on the Glock leave him pissy
D7                        
Cut to the face buck fifty
       D                              
One to the neck give lil' bruv hickeys
D7              Bb        
Run away do him like Ricky
Bb                                   
Run shit down better run away quickly
D7                          
Tap in when I'm in your city
                                      D7  
I'm a top boy tell 'em get up with me yeah
         D7            
Anywhere any day andale
                                         D   
I'ma have me about a few killers with me yeah
            D              
Spin on the block get dizzy
D                                      
Spin on my block then you must be silly
Bb                                       
Spin the block 'til we leave him drippin'
F                                      
Even overseas I'm Grape Street crippin'
   D                        
We know you're man's not hot
A                                
How you gon' run from a dotdotdot
D                              
Spin the block at three o'clock
F                          
I'ma link him until he drop
D7                    
No opp can get no love
     D                           
He's not my kind he's not my bruv
Bb                        
High as a kite never sober
Bb                                    
Back up back up 'fore you get poked up
D7                               
Nle Jamie Oliver shit ain't sweet
                             D7    
I ain't never do no trick or treats
              D7                           
Leave a nigga body wrapped up in the sheets
                                   D7    
White chalk yellow tape all in the street
         D7                          
Sherlock Holmes gon' have to come see
                       Bb     
How he gon' solve this mystery
     Bb            
Your mama in misery
F                D 
My mama visitin' me
                                    A      
I fucked your bitch even though she clapped
                             D   
But her ass fat so I made it clap
                                         F  
I don't know you homie I ain't givin' no dap
                             D   
Only hand you get from me is slap
                D7                          
If a nigga play with me I'ma be like Shamima
                           D7  
I ain't never gon' make it back
     D7           
Link him snuff him
G7                     D   
Stab him and that's on that
                D7                          
Boris Johnson a noncay my bitch like Beyonce
D             A                        D 
Keep a K like Kanye might sneak in the UK
         D                                  
My house look lit like the Buckingham Palace
                             Bb      
I stand over him give a fuck about it
           Bb                     
What it is to me Just another body
                             D7   
What it is to you Your folks dyin'
           D7          
I'm in the UK no blicky
                                       D   
But the knife on me if shit get sticky yeah
            D            
Still slide if it's risky
                                    D    
Put the dick on the Glock leave him pissy
           D              
Cut to the face buck fifty
D                                     
One to the neck give lil' bruv hickeys
Bb                        
Run away do him like Ricky
Bb                                   
Run shit down better run away quickly
D               A7          
Tap in when I'm in your city
                                      D   
I'm a top boy tell 'em get up with me yeah
         D             
Anywhere any day andale
F                                     D 
I'ma have me about a few killers with me
            D              
Spin on the block get dizzy
D                                      
Spin on my block then you must be silly
Bb                                       
Spin the block 'til we leave him drippin'
G7                             D7      
Even overseas I'm Grape Street crippin'
D7          
Mans not hot
                  D7                   
Even overseas I'm Grape Street crippin'
D7           
Three o'clock
                        D7      
Even overseas I'm daily droppin'
D7     
No love
                               Bb      
Even overseas I'm Grape Street crippin'
Bb         
Never sober
F                               
Even over 'fore you get poked up
D                        
We know your mans not hot
D                                
How you gon' run from a dotdotdot
F                              
Spin the block at three o'clock
                       D7  
I'ma link him until he drop
           D          
No opp can get no love
     D                           
He's not my kind he's not my bruv
     Bb                   
High as a kite never sober
                                    D7 D
Back up back up 'fore you get poked up ■


[Chorus]
      D               
'fore you get poked up
A                                   D 
Back up back up 'fore you get poked up
          Bb
Get poked up


[Outro]
A7                            D     Bb D A7
Back up back up 'fore you get poked up ■ ■ 


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