Element Chords by Pop Smoke

[Start]

[Verse]
A D A                     D                                
■ ■ ■ I might just hit it raw hold on that's not my element
       A                          
I like dark skins love her melanin
              D                             
Huh Christian Louboutin what I'm steppin' in
A                                          
Thirty bottles of Azul tell 'em send 'em in
          D                         
I had the Lambo' switch to the 'Rari
      A                           
I'm a gangster but I like to party
      D                
Pop a Perky go retarded
      A                             
I'm a Brooklyn nigga I'm coldhearted
                      D                 
That's why I like the bad gyal like RiRi
A                                     
Every time she see me she wanna eat me
           D                              
I saw like Justin Bieber please believe me
       A                
I said Wow I'm on the TV
                  A                           
I can't fuck with broke bitches they be creepy
       A                                  
She be actin' up she always tryna leave me
          D                      
But she a bad gyal and she freaky
           A                                
I have her hangin' off the rod like she MiMi
              D                                          
I never hit a bitch more than once 'cause they be leeches
        A                               
But her pussy good it taste like peaches
            D                      
But she can have it I don't need it
           A                            
I'd rather have my money green like kiwi
        D                                    
I don't talk to niggas 'cause they be cappin'
A                                
Disrespect me and see what happen
               D                            
I don't make a call for war I start snappin'
                 D       
Grr them bullets blastin'


[Chorus]
    D                              
All the opps mad that I lapped them
               A                            
He said What's stackin' Nothin' but my money
           D                           
'member my pockets flat Now they chunky
          A                          
I ain't a pretty boy but I ain't ugly
         D                          
And I'll take your bitch in a second
         A                  C#m7      
If she a real one then I'll protect it
           C#m                        
Traded the AP told my jeweler Patek it
    C#m7                    A       
And it's all VVS and flower settings
                    D                         A      
I might just hit it raw hold on that's not my element
       A                          
I like dark skins love her melanin
              D                             
Huh Christian Louboutin what I'm steppin' in
A                                          
Thirty bottles of Azul tell 'em send 'em in
          D                         
I had the Lambo' switch to the 'Rari
      A                           
I'm a gangster but I like to party
      D                
Pop a Perky go retarded
      A                             
I'm a Brooklyn nigga I'm coldhearted
D A D A
■ ■ ■ ■


[Outro]
A                      
Yoz what you tellin' me
    A                  
Yoz what you tellin' me
             D         
Yoz what you tellin' me
    A
Yoz ■