Yikes Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
Don't [F]ever fuckin' play with me
Y'all niggas know,
y'all bitches know I'm the [C]fucking queen
You ho bitches know,
you dirty bum [Dm]bitches know [Em](grrr)
[Dm](Pooh, you a [Em]fool for this one)
Got the strings on [Am]'em

[Verse 2]
Woke up, the [Dm]price of coke [Am]up
[Dm]I just [Am]hit 'em with the low cut,
[F]then call [Em]my folks up
[Am]Somebody 'bout to get poked [Dm]up,
go call a tow truck [Am](tow)
All that talkin' out your neck,
[Dm]might just [Bb]get your throat c[Em]ut[Am]
This a Mack truck, [Dm]not a black truck
[Am]When we move, tell 'em,
"Back up," [Dm]click click, clack, [Em]duck
[Am]Hella bands, pull up, stashed up,
[Dm]super facts up
All [Am]you bitches Rosa Parks,
uh-oh, get [Bb]get your ass [Em]up, u[Am]h

[Verse 3]
Yikes, I play [Am]tag and you [Em]it for
[Am]life (woo, life)
Yikes (yikes), you [Em]a clown,
you do it for [Am]likes
Yikes (yikes), yes, it's tight,
but it doesn't bite
Grip it [Bb]right, he be [Em]like
[Am](woo)
Yikes, what's the [C]hy pe? [Em]This is something [Am]light (light, light,
woo)
Yikes, outta [Em]town on
consistent [Am]flights
Yikes, work hard,
[Em]this a different [Am]white (white)
Get your life,
[Bb]you bitches ain't [Am]livin' right

[Verse 4]
Yeah [Em](sheesh, go), I keep two nines,
[Am]yeah (sheesh)
You see my face all over that
[Em]Fendi design, yeah[Am]
Soon as niggas press you, boy,
you [Dm]throw up peace signs, [Am]yeah
You don't want that action,
pull your [Bb]cards, you de[Em]cline, [Am]yeah
Uh [Dm](woo, woo), I keep two dimes, [Am]yeah
Walk up to a bad bitch, be like,
[Em]"I think you fine," ye[Am]ah
I don't play with demons, Satan,
[Em]get thee beh[Dm]ind, y[Am]eah
'Bout to get fucked up on margar[Em]ita with two limes,
[C]yeah[Bb][Am]
Ooh, I've been [Em]the same, [Dm]ain't [Em]shit changed,
[Dm]this ain't [Am]nothin' new (woo)
That pretty frame, [Dm]diamond chain,
[Em]what [Am]the fuck it do?
Yo, clear the way,
it's some [C]bad bitches [Am]comin' through (sheesh)
I give two F's [Bb]like the letters that
are [C]on my shoe
[Em]

[Verse 5]
[Am]
[Dm]Yikes, I play tag and you it for [Em]life (
[Am]woo, life)
Yikes (yikes), you a clown,
[Em]you do it for [Am]likes
Yikes (yikes), yes, it's [A]tight,
[Dm]but it d[F]oesn't b[Am]ite
Grip it [Bb]right, he be like
[Am](woo)
Yikes, what's the hype? This is something [Am]light (light, light,
woo)
Yikes, outta [Dm]town on con
[Em]sistent [Am]flights
Yikes, work [Dm]hard,
this a different [Am]white (white)
Get your life,
[Bb]you bitches ain't livin' r[Am]ight (ooh)
Bag [A]talk,[Am]

[Verse 6]
but ain't got
no mouth for money
[Am]Bag talk, hmm[Em][Am]
It's quiet, ain't no back [Am]talk (grrr)
Quiet, [Bb]ain't no [Em]back [Am]talk

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